Not a Senator

Fear GOP Walking Dead WP

I like the idea of a ranked soldier keeping his / her rank after un-deployment and rest.

I like calling him President Obama. He’ll always be President.

But, do I really? Only kind of. Rachel Maddow had a guest on today. She called him “Senator” Gordon Humphrey. I thought that out of a hundred Senators, I’d still be smart like a 98% A-student if there were just 2 I didn’t remember. But, really, eff that. I know every dang one, at least by name.

Well, turns out I’m not “There are 2 Senators I don’t know” dumb. Gordon WAS a senator. A long time ago. Like pushing 30 years ago was Senator. Oddly, this gets me to the actual reason I wrote this story: the Zombie of a long-retired Republican senator is haunting us with a press junket. And, weirder, Rachel Maddow had him on her show.

Gordon Humphrey Fornicate Billboard WP

Pardon my taking the piss out of yer man, but aside from my flickin’ his old nuts, that’s an actual poster he uses. For what, not entirely sure. He’s too old to run for any office. Trump is only 71, and I don’t think ANYONE doubts the dumb in risking being a peasant under a mad king. A Dementia-hollowed ASSHOLE. Like Trump. This guy is just too gravity-whittled for service, anymore.

What I’m thinking is that his agent sees a longing for the days before the Tea Party. Before the Freedom Caucus made a buy-in Swamp army of them. With the INSANE militancy of the Presidency, a longing for days even before Neoconservatism. This guy Humphrey represents just that.

He could never be held up as an ideological echo of a hero any lost culture pines to re-live. The people have shown themselves for who they are to the core, and, you can’t un-shoot yourself in your idiot foot. Only the sage monks of electoral politics and the old generals of our reeling media structure keep the memory alive at all. NBC wants to conspire in stopping the Republican party from bleeding out.

Too late for miracles, old chap.

And, I’m not all about helping save the Republican corpse. Let it rot.

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About dmusedamerica

I have done a metric ass-ton of things through my personal and professional trek across my nows and thens. I've worked in politics in more than a couple handfuls of US Senate and Congressional districts across the country. I'm a domestic wonk out the box. Through my work in the electoral mafia, I've lived many a parallel career. I tendered outright in 2006, but that's a story inside a story within a tale for none other time or other. For a lot of my years trench-side, I was fortunate to be able to work parallel in a managerial capacity for creatives. Now, I am able to have come out the closet, so to speak. I'm able to be managed instead of owning the wheel. For the first time in my life, I am blessed to let others manage my trip steps and bounds through the briar patch of publishing. Now, Steven D'Mused can harvest his own creative bounty. It's a good day. I journal here at Magnana Mouse to help my old friend John; to share my experience in and knowledge of the dark web of US political electioneering. This is a place for my activist self to write at a podium near the metaphorical ballot box. Hope I am able to add a valuable voice to Magnana Mouse. Thanks for reading and thanks for CARING to read into the truth. Let reality reign and joy flow. Get out the vote, no matter how you do it. Just do it. Fight for your right to party, my brothas and sistas. No rules in street fighting. Blood and balls. There is only winning and dying anymore. WIN.
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One Response to Not a Senator

  1. That I commented at length already. Thought it was here. At this point, racism and a tyrant, are such a head-spinning reality. It’s like moment-to-moment, shock, and awe.

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