Democrats Are Miserable People (And They Deserve To Be)
There is nothing more miserable than a group of liberal Democrats not getting their way. No matter how horrible and insufferable they are when they’re in power, out of it, or not getting their way in, it takes everything up to 11. Usually, that makes watching them a lot of fun. Not because I enjoy watching human suffering but because they’re not really suffering at all; they’re just unable to force people to conform to their will, which makes them crazy. Well, OK, that and the fact that I do enjoy watching liberals suffer, but only because they’re absolutely miserable people.
They deserve it, as does anyone lusting for power so they can impose their will on others against their will. I couldn’t care less if some feckless masochist wants to be dominated by a zeta-male with low T. Try to force it on me, and I’ll feel a hate crime coming on.
Yet, this is the reason the left exists – to judge everyone as unacceptable and force conformity. That’s what makes all those “rebels” in music and movies pimping for Democrats so funny, as the underlying reality of their entire message is obedience. It’s a bit like a prostitute claiming to be a prude – no one is buying it…because so many bought it.
That it works on anyone is a testament to just how horrible the education system has gotten. That people would line up to conform is also a testament to just how weak some people are.
The left thrives in conformity. What used to be, “celebrated diversity!” is now “CELEBRATE DIVERSITY…OR ELSE!” A significant change.
Joy, no matter how earnestly Kamala Harris tried to claim she was full of it, nothing about her demonstrated that to people (well, she is, but she’s not full of joy). A scold with a smile is still a scold.
That was way back when things were going well for Kamala Harris. Now that things aren’t, she, her coked-out Muppet running mate, and the entirety of the left-wing industrial complex are slowing getting desperate. And desperate people do even dumber things than they do naturally.
Donald Trump went to the Al Smith Dinner in New York City last week – a tradition for presidential candidates for decades. Kamala Harris did not because of “scheduling conflicts.” Considering the dinner is an annual tradition, and the date is set a year in advance, it literally sneaks up on no one. You only have a conflict if you want one, especially when you have a plane at your command and the ability to take priority over literally every other aircraft in the sky.
Harris was afraid, as she is simply insufferable on her own. She can’t be funny, she can only laugh. So she sent in a video.
With the entirety of Hollywood at her disposal, the best Kamala’s brain trust could come up with was a second-rate Saturday Night Live character from the mid-90s. She dug up a long-forgotten character because the show hasn’t produced a memorable one in 10 years.
The skit was as bad as you’d imagine, with the character saying the lines that were supposed to be jokes while Harris looked on uncomfortably. Were she not such a horrible person I might have felt badly for her.
Meanwhile, Donald Trump was funny. It’s a roast, and he roasted people. Chuck Schumer, Tim Walz, Bill DeBlasio, all the rich and powerful people in the room, himself included, and Kamala, of course.
The miserable left media was apoplectic at Trump’s jokes. OK, they weren’t made that the jokes – they likely didn’t get them, as humorless people usually don’t get jokes, but they were upset by the concept and comparison. Kamala wasn’t funny and Trump was, which makes him more likeable than she is. So they tried to attack.
Headlines declared Trump was mean…at a roast. Even Al Sharpton, one of the biggest frauds in the history of our species, tried to lecture about how inappropriate Trump’s jokes were, calling it “ridiculous. It was offensive and it was way off the mark.” The “reverend” literally caused a riot that led to people’s deaths and he’s the moral compass of the left?
Well, when you have no morals it makes prefect sense that someone like him would be your compass.
Democrats tried to sell people on the idea that they were the party of joy, that their candidate was the personification of it. Then we watched for a couple of weeks as it all fell apart. Reality has a way of creeping in no matter how hard to try to push it out.
The public is now seeing these people for the miserable piles of post-digested food particles they are. With only 2 weeks left before Election Day, expect the panic to set in even deeper as Harris insists she wants to be “President for all Americans” while refusing to speak to half, and doing it with all the joy of a funeral. Let’s hope it ends up being theirs.
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