“And, you know, when you’re telling these little stories, here’s a good idea: Have a point. It makes it so much more interesting for the listener!”
-Neal (Steve Martin) to Del (John Candy)
The movie Planes, Trains, & Automobiles
I mean this without any trace of sarcasm: I do not understand the purpose of the #WomensMarch. A mere 10 seconds on their Web site and you’ll see they mean business –- at least they think they do — but you’ll be hard pressed to tell me what it is. It’s bad enough to knowingly fool others, but the scandal goes much further when you fool yourself.
They say they fight for equal rights, civil rights, and worker rights. They seek racial justice, economic justice, environmental justice, and gender justice. But do they really believe all they say, or are they so clinically shocked and angry that Hillary Clinton’s coronation didn’t happen? The blather in the PDF called “Guiding Vision and Definition of Principles” is breathtaking, and sad, because these people – women along with their beta-male counterparts – were quiet as subjugated mice for the last eight years.
Where have you been, ladies? Did it take nearly a decade to knit all those hats? When you took to the streets, Donald Trump hadn’t been sworn in yet, and you were acting like free birth control is the civil rights movement of the millennium. It’s amazing what a president-elect can do to the First World
downtrodden, without the power to affect anyone’s life in a meaningful way.
If you need further proof that these people have no clue why they were there, let the great Steven Crowder show you.
And while I firmly believe these marching parents committed child abuse when they paraded their children around in the now-infamous “pussy hats” and unusually vulgar poster boards (one a depiction of a used tampon), I actually applaud the efforts of the Women’s March organizers. We of the non-marchers should be ecstatic. The Republican Party has its problems but to watch the Democrats implode like the vampires in the The Lost Boys, well, let’s just say the mid-term and next presidential election cycles are looking pretty good for the common folk.
On the flip side, guess who does have a point – one I believe they’ll come to regret? Democrats, specifically the DNC leadership. Since we said goodbye to Debbie Wasserman-Schultz, the DNC is desperate to fill her comfortable shoes. No doubt their process for finding the right leader is like going through S.E.A.L. selection. But, boy, did they get some winning candidates like Idaho DNC Chair Sally Boynton Brown (emphasis mine**), who spoke recently at a forum for the DNC Chair candidates:
I’m a white woman, I don’t get it… [**Neither do we. What’s your point?]
My job is to listen and be a voice and shut other white people down when they want to interrupt… [**Who is interrupting whom? Ms. Boynton Brown, this is the definition of racism.]
We pull people in and they are volunteers. They don’t know anything and then we send them out to have conversations with people, hard conversations. We promote them to chair of a party where they have power and they have no clue what they are doing. We have to, at the DNC, provide training. We have to teach them how to communicate, how to be sensitive and how to shut their mouths if they are white [**Teach people how to communicate, and then shut them up. Got it] .
So I think I made my point. [**Yes, ma’am, you did.]
My inner Emperor Palpatine keeps rubbing his hands and cooing, “Good, good…” So keep it up, Leftists. At some point, we may skip campaigning altogether, and just stick a camera and microphone wherever you go, to capture this political and comedic gold.
Or, you could grow up and develop sound policy on truly important challenges facing our nation.
Your call.
Image: Modified from Kurman Communications; https://www.flickr.com/photos/62558987@N07/32445058835
