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MAD LARRY DISEASE BED-IN FOR DEMOCRACY - Feathered Bangs Edition

In a thread about Ronnie Raygun the other day I referenced this Bloom County strip from 1982:

I read this strip the week it was published, catching up on Bloom County at my grandpa's. My dad and I were about the same ages as Binkley and his dad above, I was ten, and already reading the newspapers and a couple local libraries and Generating Opinions.

I'm Binkley up there, though it always bummed me I could never get my hair to do that. This thruline in my life is why I have the tag #the worst thing about being genx is that I'm living through the fruition of so much evil.

So today I'm watching a link from the spouse, a legal commentator guy contrasting the speeches from the Minority Leader and the House Speaker:

And 2 things hit me in a "politics is also ritual language and charismatic interplay and aggression channeled into improv theater" way:

1. Jeffries lays out a bold mission statement: these are our shared values as a group, and how you should judge our work here. The content is elegant like a theorem yet chockablock with intersectional antiracist prosocial concepts from the evidence-based reality community. It did not unite -- because it was delivered and received as a quick pep talk to a tightly-knit squad going into action.

2. Is...is McCarthy daring them to murk him? "...here's where I hang out alone at night, in the building we keep bringing our guns into like it earns us CamelCash," and "my door's always open, lemme mention Lincoln yet again in what certainly won't be further darkly comic irony when the kayfabe hits the fan," o_O

This McCarthy clip is fascinating all on its own, and I admit it's all I've seen. I don't even wanna know how or why crossing the Delaware is relevant when your rubes crossed the Rubicon years ago, my guy. Anyway,

Let's set aside his sentimental centering of the locus of power away from not only the room and the body meeting in it, but also away from everyone that body is representing; shifting it to a gallery of statues more representive of the bloodthirsty base, 'where we gathered before, when the cameras didn't see'. We know what that's about agenda-wise, and he knows he doesn't own the room yet. Yet, he thinks. Bluffing like a Ted Knight character. Anyway,

Which Lincoln is he invoking?

"Obscure senator becomes kintsugi of riven nation" Lincoln?

'You don't understand the Aikido of my leadership style" Lincoln?

"Chekhov's Wilkes Santos come at me bro!" Lincoln?

As a notary public sworn to defend the Constitution, and a former Marching Railspiltter, my money is on lucky number three.