Goons And Gofers - The Frantic Reassembly Of The American Left

Inauguration Day 2025 was a terrible day for progressives, beaten down, humiliated at the polls, disassembled as a party and now, three months later after the DOGE carnage and the most aggressive first hundred days in American presidential history, completely at a loss, at sixes and sevens, intellectually destitute and searching for something to grasp hold of, something, anything that would give them hope if not inspiration. 

As improbable as it may seem, Alexandra Ocasio-Cortez, aka AOC - a woman whom Sen. John Kennedy of Louisiana described as 'the reason why there are instructions on shampoo bottles', a whiny ankle-biter more empty of ideas yet supremely confident of her appeal, is running for President in 2028.  Of course it is early, but given the cratered, smoking Democratic battlefield, the early bird gets the worm.  

Kamala Harris is back in the public spotlight, hammering away at Donald Trump with all the scrambled incoherence of a few months ago when she, a proud, entitled woman of color, tried to convince the American people of the improbable idea of her leadership.  She made no sense, and felt she did not have to, so potent was her inherent value.  Electing a woman to the highest office in the land, let alone a non-white one, would resonate worldwide.  It would be a message to Asia, Africa, and Latin America that diversity, equity, and inclusion was an international right, a universal meme, an ethos for the ages. 

As it turned out, Americans were far more intelligent than she thought - they had heard enough race, gender, ethnicity fol-de-rol for four Biden years and well before that, and wanted no more of it.  Entitlement was what ultimately did the lady in - she simply assumed that she, as a mixed race woman, was anointed, chosen by a higher power to become the leader of the free world.  

Yet Americans were not buying that notion, and turned mightily away to her antithesis - a tummler, a loudmouthed braggart, a man of impossible ego and outrageous ambition, a man without a woke bone in his body, an unapologetic patriot.  Of all things! To be so righteous and be defeated by that....that madman.  It made your blood boil. 

Chuck Schumer, the man who never turned down a chance to be on camera, a toddling politician who, like The Lady, felt he was the voice of the Democratic Party.  He who warned that Trump's tariffs would make watching the Superbowl difficult, what with the now high prices of guacamole; he who whinged and whined about the lack of Republican civility when his career was nothing but one obstructionist congressional move after another. 

And finally Bernie Sanders, avowed Socialist who has been hectoring men and women for decades to ignore the tragic fall of the Soviet Union (Stalin was an aberration, an unfortunate distortion of the wisdom of Marx and Engels), to embrace the humane values of equal wealth, the power of the poor and the interventionist governments to ensure them. 

 

A French political observer, Reynaud de Villiers-Bertrand, noted the following about the potential Democratic leaders of America:

Sacre bleu! Can anyone on this side of the Atlantic possibly understand the menagerie of the American Left?  An idiot teenager, a middle aged woman who has never had an original thought in her head, a political hack, and an alte kocker too 'round the bend to know his time for pasture is nigh.  Biden was bad enough, poor demented old fool that he was, but this?  This gives hope to the most scatter-brained European politician...

Of course the French are always pissy when it comes to America, said AOC who had never set foot outside of her home constituency of Brooklyn until she came to Washington, and whose only image of France was croissants; but just about anyone who had heard Villiers-Bertrand knew he was on to something, perhaps not with the insights of his predecessor Tocqueville, but pretty perceptive about the American political scene, 

The Democratic Party during the Biden years had become a caricature - a wheedling, politically obtuse purveyor of woke nonsense.  The black man, native of the African forest, inheritor of the primal spirituality and unspoiled, pure intelligence of the natural world atop the human pyramid.  The transgender, the highest expression of advanced sexual evolution the world has ever seen.  

The gender spectrum according to which there were not two sexes, but an uncountable myriad of them for one's choosing.  The willy-nilly redistribution of wealth and the profligate spending to facilitate it....and much more.  Who did progressives expect to believe all this?

Yet they're at it again, banging on about a progressive Utopia and the devil in the White House who is bound and determined to set humanity back irretrievably.  The ogre, the Evil One, the destroyer cannot be allowed to deny the promise of good people.  This cannot stand! He must go. 

Of course he's here to stay, at least for four years and perhaps beyond.  A third term is not unthinkable. After all Roosevelt had four terms in office and would have had five had he not died, and although electoral procedures were amended to limit any president to two, history is on Trump's side.  Roosevelt was the man who won World War II, who retrieved America from The Depression, and who helped to build its infrastructure to modern levels; and Donald Trump might well be the same epochal President of the Republic. 

This is neither here nor there.  The current Democrats have a big problem on their hands.  Their vision of America has been completely, entirely discredited.  The Emperor's New Clothes.  Once Donald Trump announced that wokism was nothing but political chicanery, social nonsense and historical buggery, the nation agreed and every cockamamie idea that had been flouted by the progressive Left disappeared.  It was back to reality, back to normal.  

Trump said what most Americans were thinking - why exactly are we spending billions of taxpayer dollars on a war that Ukraine, a country far removed from our national interests, cannot possibly win? Why, after thousands of apocalyptical warnings, is no environmental cataclysm even remotely possible? The foundational logic of man - risk analysis and cost-benefit - has been ignored in favor of idle, idealistic dreaming. 

 

The American Left, therefore, is without substance, ideas, or even a clue about how to govern.  And all of the pretenders to the presidency are lost in a whirl of venomous anti-Trump hatred, banging and thumping on about his moral delinquency and corruption, while flailing for answers - something rational and palpable. 

Again, Reynaud de Villiers-Bertrand:

That woman, that screeching harridan, that self-absorbed idiot Harris, actually thinks that someone is paying attention to her garble.  What chutzpah, what impossibly vain and insensate buggery.  Why, to make the circus act complete, she and Little Miss Muffet from Brooklyn should run on the same ticket.  That, and only that would make the nonsensical, oxymoronic sense that only America is capable of. 

A bit unkind, Monsieur Villiers-Bertrand, but true as a driven nail.