We aren't witnessing a failed coup. We are witnessing a successful coup that has momentarily lost its grip on the presidency, and which clearly intends to use extra-legal means to try to get it back, and to negate it for however long it doesn't have it.
A coup of the judiciary by only appointing judges when they control the appointment.
A coup of the House by refusing to pass bills.
A coup of everything else through vote suppression and gerrymandering, and now outright thievery.
It's a coup.
Republicans don't give a shit who dies or suffers—just that others will suffer worse than them.
They don't give a shit about reality—they invent their own and try to force others to live in it.
They don't care about the future—they sold the future off so they could buy a boat.
The Republican coup is an overthrow of basic human decency on every level, for the sake of an almost unfathomable selfishness.
It's an evil thing to be a part of. It's pure evil.
We should say so.
I do not mean this.
I mean the Senate has enacted a coup of the House, by refusing to pass the House's bills, until it can use disenfranchisement, suppression, and outright cheating to win it back, at which point they will begin passing bills again.
The Republican Party is a organization with a fascist agenda that is involved in the effective overthrow of the government of United States.
Therefore: there exists no valid Republican in office. They should all be deemed illegitimate actors.
The entire party has to be purged.
There exists no valid discussion of "divisiveness" without a clearly foregrounded admission of the fact that an empowered shrinking minority is using increasingly unlawful means to negate the clear will of a growing majority of us, at the cost of hundreds of thousands of lives.
Republicans very clearly and very simply do not believe any other people should share any part or have any say in policy or public life.
They have invalidated themselves. They aren't our enemies because we seek enmity, but because they have insisted that we are theirs.
They are our enemy no matter what we do about it, in the same sense that somebody who is deliberately drowning you is your enemy, whether you fight back or not, whether you win or lose.
They're drowning the country, and we, the people, are the country.
It's a coup.
And the center of the coup is perhaps our government's greatest single point of failure, which is the U.S. Senate.
And at the center of the Senate is this fucking guy. The most evil man of his age. Perhaps the most evil man this country has produced.
Any action taken to diminish McConnell's power and influence is movement toward health—even actions that would be alarming in a time of health, which these are not.
A colostomy bag isn't a sign of health; but if you have an intestinal blockage, it's a necessary path to health.
Biden should be prepared to take dramatic sweeping executive action against a lawless Senate and a politicized judiciary.
Don't tell me he's unlikely to. We know he's unlikely to. This is about what's needed, not what's likely.
Figure out how you're going to help force him.
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It's not that the attempt to overturn the election is stupid and incompetent and baseless and racist and (hopefully) doomed to failure.
It's that they are making the attempt a normal part of their election cycle. Just another thing those wacky Republicans do.
They'll try again.
Meanwhile even a hint a a potential hypothetical perfectly legal structural changes to Senate rules, like right-sizing the courts, gets scrutinized by the media as if it were the Saturday Night Massacre.
The norms are: Democrats obey rules, Republicans break them.
They're just attacking democracy now. It's absolutely unacceptable, except sure enough everybody just goes on accepting it.
Struck by a sudden fancy, Landrude decides to pause at the apex of the Knoxville greenway; he’ll enjoy his cigar and then sketch this gorgeous forest island he’s only today noticing, though he must have passed it a hundred times.
The cigar’s a weekly treat and an old habit. So’s the ticket. The cigar’s a matter of taste; the ticket’s a reminder of the times when the prize would have been all the money in the world, and the five-dollar price an extravagance
This week’s selection is a green-foil shiny thing with a blackjack theme, purchased at a gas station along the way, but Landrude’s only rubbed away one disc when he feels the creative urge and knows he’d rather be sketching the island.
The fact that half the country thinks it's good to drive the bus off the cliff isn't relevent.
The fact that they don't think it will kill them isn't relevant.
The fact that some of them are licensed bus drivers isn't relevant.
What IS important is we mustn't let them do that.
The fact that they think that we want to destroy the bus by refusing to drive off the cliff really doesn't matter, beyond the fact that it tells us they are disconnected from basic reality.
High-end merchandise, highly technical thefts, no tracks left, no evidence created. In quick, out quick. The occasional picking of a particular prosperous pocket.
The job at the cannery keeps the authorities from sniffing out the secret job, while the secret job keeps him flush.
But his third occupation keeps him sane, sets him apart.
Occupation number three is writer
Yes, the litterateur of Loony Island, the keeper of its flame, the immortalizer of its story, air father, the artistic sheen of the word made real in the flesh of the cranium, ah! It’s occupation number three he lives for. It’s his inner glory. It’s his secret strength.
The messaging really ought to be the truth, which is:
*We can't afford to not take care of sick people anymore.
*We can't afford to not house the houseless anymore.
*We can't afford a population crushed by debt.
*We can't afford our carceral state.
*America can't afford cruelty.
Our obsession with ignorant cruelty is not only morally empty, it's *expensive.*
The cost of student debt and medical debt, of houselessness, of incarceration as a growth industry, the loss of life, is expensive.
It's VERY expensive.
America can't afford cruelty anymore.
We are quite aware that there are people who would rather die themselves than see sick people they deem undeserving receive care, but that sort of cruel selfishness is the sort of luxury item only afforded to late-stage Roman emperors, and we can't afford that nonsense anymore.