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Why do we allow the Beltway Bastards to drive our behavior? It's still only 2005. Although we never have the luxury of wasting time, we must be the ones to determine what we do, and when we do it. And it's still far too early to vote for President -- ours or anyone else's.
For at least a decade, the Democratic Party has been blessed with the very best leadership America has ever raised. What we haven't been able to do is to be united in the concerns that steer our courses and unite our hearts -- and our core ideology, which I sum up in one word: Justice.
It's way too early to wail and gnash teeth over our candidate selections. I could, myself, list ten or more men and women of presidential caliber. As far as I know, there are only two or three Republicans so suited, and they will soon be humiliatingly defamed by Karl Rove and his Mighty Wurlitzer, reeling through the streets of Washington, DC, like a forlorn supervillain drunk on Mad Dog 50/50 and the soul-stricken knowledge that She Won't Be Back Again.
We can best use our time (IMHO) by simply promoting what we believe in. This will also have the effect of forcing the long-feared DLC to determine what it really believes in. I have never had the dread of the DLC that many DUers have, mainly because my attitude is "let them raise as much money as they care to; the Democratic grassroots will set the agenda". The DLC was valuable in the early 1990s. If these are its dying hours, let them be spent productively and in vexing the RNC in its search for the remnant of conservatives which hasn't expectorated the Kool-Aid in their Great Technicolor Yawn Forward.
These are times that call for solidarity and renewed commonality of purpose; the season of our own zoot-suited rumbles will arrive soon enough. From Hillary to Dennis, from Joe to Mentum (well, maybe not him), from Wes to Dean and back again, the Democratic Party can, and should, spend the time building for tomorrow. We do not have to worry about our survival now, but victory is still not assured. Like the separate fingers on the unitary human hand, let us come together to make of ourselves a strong Stark Fist of Justice, and smite the enemies of Freedom.
--p! And, in conclusion, if elected, I promise to put a car in every pot and two chickens in every garage.
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