I’m not a supporter of Tom Steyer. Don’t dislike the guy. Just don’t know him.
So, what is there to know? He’s pretty wealthy. That’s OK.
He is pretty ego-driven. Kind of a disqualifier, but couldn’t compare with the Don’s ego. We’ve stared into the sun. Steyer, bless his heart, is hardly a moon.
What else? Oh, of course. He really really wants a Trump impeachment hearing. Not nearly connected to our power-center to understand how to pull that sword out of the stone.
But, really it’s not like this was ever a serious candidacy to begin with. It’s a vanity candidacy. Makes the Party look a little — well little un-serious. But, this is far from a new thing, and nothing the Party isn’t used to repelling and re-shaping behind.
Today, though, it got a little weird. The team that Tom pays to keep his gilded row-boat afloat ran a gross new play: The Soylent Green Special. They put their heads down the took it right up the middle to poach off Jay Inslee’s implied misfortune.
OK, the gray-haired Eco guy is out. We’re the impeach-guy. That’s kind of thin and getting old. What we’re going to do is morph into the gray-haired Impeachment & Eco guy. No one will remember him to tell us apart. Let’s send out an email announcing our Rundlefly.
Maybe there’s payoff. He’ll hit the 2% threshold for a podium and a week or so more time in the sun. As long as he doesn’t hurt anyone, I suppose no harm, no foul, right? The play just struck me as funny. Made me wonder if anyone will be drawn in by his eco insta-cred.