Professional Left Podcast Episode 982: Failure To Launch

"I'm sure we would not have had men on the Moon if it had not been for Wells and Verne and the people who write about this and made people think about it" -- Arthur C. Clarke

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Hey, Hey, JDV! How Many Dead for Fox TV?

"He died in the suffocating embrace of Lyndon Johnson.” -- How historians later described Hubert Humphrey -- trapped by his fealty to Johnson and unable to break free from a war that was sinking them both.

Given that, this might be the savviest act of evil Iranian regime genius in Trump's Iran Debacle so far.  From The Daily Beast:

Iran Gives Trump an Ultimatum on JD Vance

Iranian officials are refusing to talk to Trump’s top negotiators.

Iran said it is done dealing with the two emissaries President Donald Trump has tasked with leading negotiations in the Middle East.

The country, which Trump began striking over three weeks ago, is not keen on any more attempts at negotiations with Trump’s Special Envoy to the Middle East, Steve Witkoff, or Trump’s son-in-law, Jared Kushner, both of whom were leading the nuclear negotiations with Iran before the war.

Iran now says it will only engage in negotiations with Vice President JD Vance, according to a report in The Guardian...

Yes, Witkoff and Kushner are the worst possible humans to trust with any serious negotiating about anything, but that aside, Vance's utter hollowness and ravenous ambition are not exactly state secrets, and so far he's been as AWOL from this catastrophe as a Trump vice-president can be.  But come the day he is forced to become the public face of Trump's doomed war for oil, it won't matter how much eyeliner he smears on or how purdy he talks to the MAGA mouth-breathers.

In 1968, the #1 reason that made Humphrey non-viable was the fact that he was Lyndon Johnson's vice president.  It didn't matter where he'd stood on Vietnam before that, and it didn't matter how good a liberal he was on any other issue. In the end the only thing that mattered was that the Democratic Party was deeply divided and he was the war criminal's veep.

Which was a tragedy, the fallout from which we are still living with today.   

But as a lesson of history, it's impossible not to note that requiring Vance to publicly lash himself to the plummeting albatross of Trump's doomed war for oil may not just "Humphrey" his chances in 2028, but why not dream bigger than that?  Pretty soon MAGA zombies are gonna be starving for scapegoats, and Vance is tailor-made for the role.  With a little luck, this could bury Vance's ambitions under the rubble of Trump's corruption, failures and treason for the rest of his life.

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The Strait of Arrakis

"The power to destroy a thing is the absolute control over it." -- Paul Muad'Dib, Dune, 1965

You Dune fans out there have probably noticed that the "power to destroy a thing" threat which Iran -- a nation governed by religious fanatics -- has now credibly leveled against the United States and Israel over the Strait of Hormuz is exactly the same threat that Paul Muad'Dib leveled at the rest of the Empire in Dune.  If you fuck with us, we will destroy this thing.   We will strangle it and then your empire will fall because your whole empire -- all trade, all medicine, all mobility -- depends on the product of this ancient place that you've been exploiting and abusing and messing with for generations.  

So welcome to the early premiere of Dune, III, but not in theaters in December.  This version of Dune is coming to our homes, our highway, our grocery stores, our schools, and our medical facilities right now courtesy of  Donald Trump, who, on a whim, decided to fuck with one of the places on this Earth that he should have left the fuck alone.

So, how did we get here?

Well, there are really two and only two theories of the case about the rise of Donald Trump.

First is that Trump swept in overnight as if by magic.  He just showed up, did some hoodoo and bamboozled 70 million United States citizens into voting for him.  Boom! Just like *that* he hoodwinked everybody.  First, handily sweeping aside all 723 of his Republican opponents in 2016  primaries, locking up the nomination early, and then proceeding on to win the general election due to the electoral college being massively tilted in favor of small states full of enough bigots and imbeciles to do the job.  

That's theory #1.

Theory #2 goes like this.

The rise of a monster like Trump was a long time coming down a long, and terrible road along which the Republican party has been marching for a generation.  Maybe two generations.  Either way, a very long time.   And eventually all the kindling, and all the oily rags, and all the barrels of toxic hate and bigotry and arrogant ignorance --  all the highly volatile poisons the GOP had been tinkering and toying with for decades -- finally came back to bite 'em.  

They had been using that poisonous alloy of focused hatred and stupidity and derangement to smite Democrats and win elections, and using the same logic that tobacco companies had used for decades: of course, we know the product we're selling is dangerous, highly addictive, and often lethal, but it's also incredibly profitable.   So we're going to go right on selling it because there is no way in this Land of the Free, that we're ever going to have to pay a price for how we make our money.      

And right down the line, the craftiest minds at every high-brow Conservative media platform and the savviest political operatives in the GOP -- even with examples like Golem, and Frankenstein, and The Sorcerers Apprentice, and all of human history right at their fingertips -- showed themselves to be utterly incapable of imagining that the doomsday machine they had built out of rage, racism and belligerent ignorance might one day be turned against them.  

For the record, this is what I wrote 36 hours after Donald Trump oozed down the Golden Escalator back in June of 2015:

In case you missed it, Squint and the Meat Puppet handed the MSNBC camera over to Donald Trump this morning for a relaxing, 30-minute handjob. While Trump rambled lazily from one pinnacle of bullshit and narcissism to the next, Morning Joe crack-house regulars Mark Halperin (Glenn Beck's favorite mainstream media enabler) and the pickled remains of Mike Barnacle looked on, smirking and giggling. All that it lacked to complete the creepy, peep-show effect were trench-coats and bad lighting.

But of course, the story of the Trump candidacy has very little to do with Donald Trump. 

As I wrote a few years ago, the brain-caste of the GOP spent a 40 years and billions of dollars carefully breeding an army of reliably angry, paranoid, racists chumps. And they have been so successful at completely re-engineering the Right's ideological digestive system that they can no longer process any information which does not come to them in the form of Fox-approved Benghaaaazi goo.  

In other words, in order to win elections and rake in vast fortunes, the Conservative brain caste has painstakingly created the perfect feeding-ground for con men and demagogues like Trump, the louder and more bombastic the better. And from David Brooks and the Wall Street Journal and "Meet the Press", to Ann Coulter and the Washington Free Beacon and the Breitbart Collective, in one way or another, virtually everyone in the media makes bank by flattering Conservative meatheads and pandering to their delusions.

They are the GOP's premium leads, but however abundant and renewable a resource the Conservative meatheads may be, come Presidential election time, there is never enough room at the trough for every rapacious Republican hog.  This is why every few years we have these Little Red State Fundy moments; that delicate time when the knives come out and the various species of Conservative con men start cutting each other's balls over who gets to pluck the wingnut pigeons...

...while trying desperately not to call attention to the fact that their entire political system depends on pandering to the army of reliably angry, paranoid, racists chumps which the GOP has worked so long and hard to cultivate.

Fortunately for the Right, now that the "respectable" media has as much to lose by cracking out of turn as Hate Radio and Fox News, we can all look forward to another campaign season of the American mainstream media looking stoically the other way.

Seems like theory #2 actually fits the facts like a bespoke Savile Row suit, while theory #1 looks more and more like a tiny, tattered fig leaf trying to cover a mountain of shame, complicity and bad faith.  

So a sensible person might well ask themselves, "Why the hell do the Never Trumpers and the legacy media still cling to theory #1 like a drunk clinging to an empty jug?"

And I might well answer that person, "You know, that's a helluva good question.  The next time you're within shouting distance, why don't you ask them, because they ain't taking my calls."

I Am The Liberal Media.

Professional Left Podcast Episode 981: Build Back Better

"A fool can throw a stone in a pond that 100 wise men cannot get out." -- Saul Bellow

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Today My Blog Turns 21

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Let Burning Lifeboats Light the Way to a Better Tomorrow

The Wheels on the Bus Go Thump-Thump-Thump...

Behold as Everyman Joe Rogan cuts the MAGA meatheads loose because they're dorks and weirdos and idiots.

Sure sounds a lot like "deplorables" to me.

Joe Rogan says that he wants nothing to do with MAGA because it’s become a movement of dorks and weirdos… which is ridiculous, because it’s always been a movement of dorks and weirdos and he was just pretending otherwise to get cheap engagement in 2024. pic.twitter.com/9wRchBX6gJ

— Mike Nellis (@MikeNellis) March 27, 2026

At the rate MAGA grifters and Republican officeholders are scrambling to throw each other under the bus, I'm sorely tempted to add a weekly "Under The Bus With Driftglass and Bluegal" to the Professional Left's portfolio of offerings.  We'd camp out down there above the axels and document the losers who are getting got and who got 'em.

Maybe, as they whiz past and into oblivion, we hand them each a little card that says "You had it coming."

Because brother, they all have it coming.  

Burn The Lifeboats

Goin’ to a Party Where No One’s Still Alive

As longtime readers of this blog know, my opinion of former RNC chair Michael Steele is that he's rather a grifting hustlebuck who will take pretty much any side of any issue depending on which way the wind is blowing and who is covering his tab.  

Let's face it, no one would know who Michael Steele is if Barack Obama hadn't been elected president in 2008.  He'd have gone down in the history books as another minor politician who's political career stalled out on the middle rungs   of state government, and who went on to do occasional Fox News hits, sit on corporate boards and maybe teach poly sci at a state university.  

Not a bad life.   

But instead, Barack Obama was elected president of the United States in November of 2008, and was inaugurated on January 20, 2009.  Ten days later, on January 30, 2009, the manifestly racist Republic National Committee elected Steele as its party chairman because they desperately needed to pretend that they weren't a manifestly racist organization.  

To be blunt, GOP bigots needed a black face fronting for their party, and Steele was only too happy to take the job.  

If you follow Illinois politics you may have noticed the striking similarities between the national GOP's panicked election of Steele just days after Obama was inaugurated in 2009, the Illinois GOP's  panicked nomination of an out-of-state lunatic named Alan Keyes to run against Obama the Illinois 2004 Senate election.  

In March 2004, Illinois Republican primary voters nominated Jack Ryan (not that one) as their choice to run against Obama in the Fall, but a late-breaking sex scandal caused him to step down.

Illinois election law allows party leaders (not voters) to fill the vacancy, and as Obama was already building momentum, several prominent GOP leaders declined the party's invitation to get their asses kicked in November.  So they imported Keyes from Maryland, who proceeded to lose in an absolute blowout, pulling just 27% of the vote compared to to Obama's 70%.  

And the rest, as they say, is history.

So when the national GOP also brought in a black bit player from Maryland to be the face of the party...well, let's just say no one here was terribly surprised.  

Now, as a time-saver and to spare my sore arm, I'm going to grab this short explainer from my blog from a few years ago.  2021 to be exact:

But above all, Michael Steele is a black man who has spent his entire adult life flacking for an explicitly racist American Fascist Party.  And in the long shadow of Donald John Trump, this is what him especially interesting to me.  Because his flailing, back-peddling, excuse-making mush-mouth double-talk about why he remained loyal to the GOP -- how he could be the chair of the party, and why he still retains his party membership as it was turning itself into a racist monster machine capable of producing a Trump -- is a distilled version of all the excuse-laden "We never knew!" gibberish that is now the mother tongue of the Never Trumpers.  

It was not so very long ago that Steele, while acknowledging that the GOP may have had a long and problematic history on the subject of race, still insisted that, as party chairman, he drove the bigots out of the GOP like St. Patrick drove the snakes out of Ireland.  And it was only after he was cruelly betrayed and deposed that all of them in their millions came running back to the Party of Limbaugh.

All of that is, of course, bullshit and everyone knows it, which is why things get especially surreal when Steele shows up in a different venue, such as a Lincoln Project podcast with Stuart Stevens entitled "The Republican Party's Original Sin".  After a long and accurate disquisition from Stevens about race being the GOP's original sin...Steele not only agrees, but goes into greater historical detail.

Suddenly, instead of the hero who drove the bigots out of the GOP and swept the party back to power in 2010, Steele reimagines himself as a noble, doomed Cassandra who warned party leaders that putting a black guy at the head of the party "wouldn't do jack".  That without fundamental reform at the precinct level the party would never change, but the party has refused the advice and recommendations of noble, doomed Cassandras like Steele who have tried to point this out the them.

Then he launches into a long recitation of the history of the GOP which is just surreal.

We hear about "Barry Goldwater and his embrace of segregation".

And Richard Nixon and "his embrace of a Southern Strategy."

And "My political hero, even, Ronald Reagan, starting his presidential campaign in the worst, god-forsaken, racist hole in Mississippi."  Did the GOP think that "black folks were gonna sit there and not pay any attention to that?"

I dunno, Mr. Steele.  You sure as shit didn't pay any attention to it.  In fact, you made such a successful cottage industry out of not paying attention to it that eventually that racist dung-heap of a party hired you to front for them.  

Steele is a hall-of-famer for filling up the space between commercials with circular, card-palming  gibberish, but having said all of that (and so much more over the years) I do appreciate that, during his latest guest appearance on The Bulwark, Steele took pains to specify that it wasn't just "the voters" who are to blame for Trump, but explicitly the 78 million who voted for him for the third time in 2024:

There was this:

Steele: At the end of the day, I put it on us because they are reflection of who we are, the American people. 70... at least 78 million of us decided let's do this shit again.  After everything we knew, after everything we saw, they got hung up on the cost of, you know, a piece of bread, or tank of gas or whatever ... whatever they wanted to make up about Joe Biden that they didn't like. 

And this:

Steele: It's sad but it's still bad, because remember 78 million people put him back in power.

That being said, when he and Tim Miller meandered over to the subject of Byron Donalds, I about fell out of my chair.

Steele:  [Trump] doesn't want to be reminded of his failures of leadership and his capacity to be anything other than a racist. He doesn't want to be reminded of that. And he likes the coloring that guys like Hegseth give him to sort of put a veneer on it to whitewash it. That's why they're taking, you know, black history and stripping it down. We don't want to talk about slavery. 

So, let me find a negro that's going to go out and... and parrot that.  Byron Donalds, right? And... and... and make and make me feel good about my racism.  He makes a whole lot of white folks feel good about themselves. As I just said,

he does not hold the mirror up. He does not reflect back to them the the culture from which he comes uh to say, "This is part of your his history as much as anything else. Why are you trying to wipe it out?

Honestly, as many times as I've seen it, when I run across this species of Republican switcheroo in the wild, it still leaves me a little dizzy.  Seeing sorta-former Republicans who used to make a living doing something despicable (and which they refuse to acknowledged ever happened)... now making a living trying to shame a current Republican for making a living doing exactly the same fucking thing.  

Like something out of an Edgar Allan Poe short story, you can almost hear the muffled screams of whatever little self-awareness Steele keeps locked up in some underground vault as it slowly suffocates in the cold, dark ground.  

Oh, and one thing more.

A regular feature on Never Trump podcasts is the Victory Lap Segment.  A few self-congratulatory minutes devoted to reminding everyone who is listening that they and only they were right all along.  That they and only they warned about Trump early on, but did anyone listen?  Nooooo.  And look what happened.  

Miller:  So, I just I just want to start with like you and me have to kind of reflect this morning, right? I mean, you know, we're out. Okay. We were never Trump from the jump, you know.  And we were... we... we warned people. We said that we don't think this is going to go well. You can't trust this guy...

Steele:  Yeah, you know, I... I thought about that too, Tim, and I thought about it a lot and I came to the uh conclusion that I'm the only one who's got his shit tight  right.  The rest of these motherfuckers they don't know. I have no idea what the fucker they think they doing, but they have ruined a once great party. They have they are in the throes of taking down um uh a great nation. 

Then, later...

Steele: And yet now folks are sitting around going, "Well, I just didn't know. I I didn't... I didn't realize."  Bitch, please!  We told your ass back in 2013, 14, and 15. 

Miller: We told you. Yeah.   

Steele:  We watched Marco Rubio get his ass handed to him on a stage uh in 2016 by a guy who was at 2% in the polls at the time.

Miller:  Yeah.

Steele:  So, yeah, Tim, here we are. Um I'm still in it. You... you got out. I'm still in it.  That's because I'm high on something. I... I should sell whatever it is because..

Miller:  Yeah, that's cathartic to review. I guess I would just say we warned them all, but I don't know about you. Um I... I... I want to come on and just kind of do a victory lamp and be like, "Hell yeah, I was really right." And I was right. We can just we just kind of say that I was right. And I do like to text my MAGA friends sometimes and remind them that I'm right when I wake up in the morning and I'm feeling a little feisty. But, um, it is it's kind of even worse than I thought...

And it occurs to me that this sure is an awful lot of big talk from people who despise and actively hide from Lefties who actually were right about the Right all along.   

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The Zombie Dance of JD Vance.

 "The world we knew is gone, but keeping our humanity? That's a choice."  -- Dale Horvath, The Walking Dead

I know some of you are not podcast listeners and prefer your words on a page arranged in neat little rows.  So, for you, and for anyone looking for a much tidied-up version of our last podcast, herewith you will find some of what my wife and I discussed.

We start with that quote from the character of Dale Horvath, because that question is the central question of our time, and it comes down to how we understand two separate ideas.  

But first, we need to take a very brief tour of the end of the world as it’s portrayed in science fiction, beginning with the 1983 made-for-TV movie that gave people of a certain age nightmares and apparently freaked Ronald Reagan out so badly that he started talking seriously about nuclear disarmament with the Soviet Union.  That would be “The Day After”, which more than 100 million people watched when it first aired on ABC on November 20, 1983. and in a 2009 Nielsen TV Ratings list was one of the highest-rated television films in US history.

[Fun Fact:  The film was broadcast on Soviet state television in 1987 during the negotiations on the Intermediate-Range Nuclear Forces Treaty.   And the producers demanded that the Russian translation conform to the original script and that the broadcast not be interrupted by commentary.]

The film was about nuclear war and its aftermath, which focused much less on the explosions themselves and more on what happens in the days and weeks that follow.  Communities across Kansas and Missouri are left devastated. Infrastructure collapses: power grids fail, hospitals are overwhelmed, communication breaks down, and government authority slowly erodes. The film portrays how ordinary people like farmers, students, doctors, and families struggle to understand what’s happened while radiation sickness, shortages of food and medicine, and social disorganization steadily worsen.

This is what made “The Day After” especially unsettling – its depiction of slow societal breakdown rather than immediate annihilation. Survivors initially try to maintain normal routines and institutions, but each passing day systems and institutions that we largely take for granted -- the medical profession, the food supply, law and order – starts to fall apart. By focusing on this gradual unraveling of society, the film emphasizes that the real horror of nuclear war is not just the blasts but the prolonged collapse of social order and the suffering that follows.

 You’ll find this same plot structure in almost every story, movie or TV series in the science fiction sub-genre of post-apocalypse/dystopian fiction.  The Stand.  World War Z.  Station Eleven.  The Last of Us. It's a very long list and every fan of the genre has their favorite.  I, for, one an a big fan of A Canticle for Liebowitz, in which the inciting incident happened so long ago that no one really remembers what caused it.  

Great book.  Highly recommended.

There is always an inciting incident – could be a lab leak, a nuclear exchange, tainted food, or a virus that comes out of nowhere – followed by disbelief, followed by panic, followed by attempts at containment that grow progressively more desperate and violent while at the same time there are increasingly desperate attempts at finding a way to mitigate the growing damage or cure the spreading disease.

So, getting back to the quote from The Walking Dead – "The world we knew is gone, but keeping our humanity? That's a choice." – in every story about post-apocalyptic confusion and panic, some people begin to figure out that, whatever comes next, the old world is gone for good.

 And that is the first question for all of us in the here and now: Do you accept that the world as we knew it – the political and cultural America we once knew – is gone?  Because if you do, then you’ll arrive at one set of answers to that question.  

But some people just don’t, and those people will arrive at a radically different set of answers, because they liked the old ways.  They prospered and were respected under the old rules. They can’t adjust to the new realities, so they metaphorically offer empty prayers in an empty church, as if, by sheer force of will, they can beg, and bargain and bully  the new reality back into the old ways.

Of course, there has been no nuclear war, and at the moment there is no virus sweeping across the globe, or meteor impact large enough to topple governments.  But when you think about it, our lived experience as Liberals is remarkably similar to characters living through a zombie apocalypse.   

So, as a thought experiment, let's see how this metaphor stacks up.  

First, the inciting incident.  For those of you who are playing along at home, you might say The Powell Memo, or Nixon’s Southern Strategy, or Strom Thurmond switching parties, or the media becoming a Both Sides Do It cult, or Republicans inviting Conservative evangelicals into the party, and those are all good answers.  But for the moment, let’s call those examples (and dozens more) the foreshocks of what was to come.

These are moments of escalation that, in a sense, were like retroviruses that weakened our democracy’s immune system and set the stage for the real Bad Thing.  And in this scenario, the inciting incident was the election of George W. Bush and Dick Cheney in 2000, and even more importantly, the re-election of Bush and Cheney in 2004.  

That was the year that launched 1,000 liberal bloggers.  

In their first term, Bush and Cheney showed that they were more than willing to lie and cheat to win, and crucially, that the base was cool with it.  They proved that Republican concerns about deficits were a lie.  That character didn’t count after all.  That they could lie this country into a catastrophic foreign war…and the Republican base and the legacy media would go along with it.

And the re-election of Bush and Cheney?  Let's turn to the late Dr. Hunter S. Thompson for post-2004 debate coverage, because what Hunter Thompson saw is what we all saw.

Kerry came into October as a five-point underdog with almost no chance of winning three out of three rigged confrontations with a treacherous little freak like George Bush. But the debates are over now, and the victor was clearly John Kerry every time. He steamrolled Bush and left him for roadkill.

Did you see Bush on TV, trying to debate? Jesus, he talked like a donkey with no brains at all. The tide turned early, in Coral Gables, when Bush went belly up less than halfway through his first bout with Kerry, who hammered poor George into jelly. It was pitiful. . . . I almost felt sorry for him, until I heard someone call him "Mister President," and then I felt ashamed.

Karl Rove, the president's political wizard, felt even worse. There is angst in the heart of Texas today, and panic in the bowels of the White House. Rove has a nasty little problem, and its name is George Bush. The president failed miserably from the instant he got onstage with John Kerry. He looked weak and dumb. Kerry beat him like a gong in Coral Gables, then again in St. Louis and Tempe -- and that is Rove's problem: His candidate is a weak-minded frat boy who cracks under pressure in front of 60 million voters. 

And you know what?  It didn’t matter in the slightest.  If you were there at the time, you saw what years of the Conservative media calling anti-war Democrats “traitors and lunatics" with "Bush Derangement Syndrome”  had done.  What Andrew Sullivan, calling us “fifth columnists” had done.  And don’t forget this, coming from the highest office in the land. 

From The New York Times, September 8, 2004: 

Cheney Warns of Terror Risk if Kerry Wins

Stepping up the battle over national security, Vice President Dick Cheney warned on Tuesday that the country would be at risk of a terror attack if it made "the wrong choice" in November, and President Bush accused Senator John Kerry of adopting the antiwar language of his Democratic primary rival Howard Dean...

Oh, and we mustn't forget the gay bashing, or who Bush’s point man was on slandering gays and lesbians.  From Salon, April 5, 2007:

With Bush as president, [Matthew] Dowd was put on the Republican National Committee payroll and became an intimate participant in White House strategy sessions. Bush and the Republicans now exploited divisive wedge issues and tactics with a vengeance. After Sept. 11, 2001, fear was bundled with loathing, the terrorist threat from abroad conflated with the gay menace within. By 2004, relying on Dowd’s numbers, Republicans made gay marriage the most salient social issue, exceeding abortion and gun control in its inflammatory potential to mobilize conservatives. Dowd prescribed the strategy for targeting Republican base voters’ “anger points,” as GOP consultants called them, for maximum turnout. 

And then came the Swiftboating!  

The base of the Republican party sopped all of this poison up with a biscuit and begged for seconds.  Which Fox News and Hate Radio provided non-stop 24 hours a day, while the legacy media rolled right over for it.

And the incompetent dry-drunk halfwit draft dodger and his blood-drunk regent were reelected, defeating a decent, honorable man and war hero.  All of which and so much more during a time which your Never Trump allies desperately want you to remember as the good old days, when everyone played it according to Hoyle.  

This is what jump-started the Liberal blogosphere.  And this was the true beginning of the current Republican zombie apocalypse.  It was when Republicans learned they could violate what they’d always claimed were their core principles, and the base would cheer them on.  That they could attack Democrats every day using the most disgusting lies and most violent, unhinged rhetoric, and there’d be no consequences.  The laws of political gravity no longer applied to them.  

And most importantly, it’s when the base discovered they could unleash their worst impulses and be rewarded for it.  That Conservative media and Republican elected officials would actually egg them on, while the legacy media busied itself pretended it wasn’t happening.  

And it was all going great until it all fell apart!  When the price in blood and treasure and reputation of the Bush administration’s incompetence, deceit and corruption grew so great that even Fox News screaming at 120 decibels couldn’t drown it out.  

This was the moment to stop the Republican zombie plague in its tracks.  To cauterize the infection by holding everyone responsible accountable, right down to the Republican base who had endorsed all of it with their vote, and a legacy media which had let war criminals lie to their face and laugh about it.  

But one of the themes you will find running through almost every zombie apocalypse story is sadness.  The loss of the familiar world and the people who gave it meaning. Unlike many other horror genres, the enemy is frequently someone who used to be human—a friend, a neighbor, a family member—now reduced to an unrecognizable shell.

Alongside that sadness runs a strong current of nostalgia, often expressed through small, almost mundane details. Characters cling to remnants of the old world—photographs, music, empty streets, half-functioning routines—as a way of preserving identity that reality is taking away. This nostalgia is both comforting and bittersweet; it reminds the characters that the apocalypse is erasing our shared cultural memory and what we believed were our shared values.  

  And here in the real world, this is when the “Let’s get back to normal” caucus leaps into action and insists that the best way to move forward is to put the past behind us.   Because “Let’s get back to normal” is code for letting the millions of malefactors who created the disaster off the hook.  

A prime example of this is New Jersey Senator Cory Booker, who is apparently running in the 2007 Meet the Press Green Room presidential primary.  This was him on Morning Joe just last week:

Booker: "There are really good people in the Senate on both sides of the aisle, and I have these private conversations with my colleagues about what's wrong. But they're afraid or unwilling to say these things publicly. And that is the crisis that we're in. It's a crisis of conviction."

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— Aaron Rupar (@atrupar.com) March 24, 2026 at 1:02 PM

And the reason many of us OG bloggers roll our eyes at people like Senator Booker is that we’ve already been to this rodeo.  We’ve already witnessed Republicans fuck things up almost beyond repair, then Democrats get voted in to clean up their mess, and the immediate reaction of the “Let’s get back to normal” crowd was to put the past behind us.   

This is what was on offer in 2008 when Barack Obama ran for president.   In the face of the huge disasters which Republicans had left in their wake, Obama offered decency, competence and a forgive-and-forget forbearance, inviting Republicans to roll up their sleeves and help him fix what was broken.   

Except Republicans are not wired that way.  They do not learn the lessons that every child is supposed to know.  Lessons about admitting you were wrong when you were wrong.  Lessons about apologizing when you were wrong to the people you have wronged.  Lessons about cleaning up the mess you made.  

Instead, the Republican ethos is the opposite of all of that in every way.    

First, never admit you were wrong.

From Time Magazine, June 25, 2014

Former Vice President Dick Cheney on Tuesday stood by the Bush Administration’s decision to wage war in Iraq, saying he has never second-guessed the decision even with Iraq once again descending into chaos.

“I was a strong advocate of going into Iraq,” Cheney told PBS in an interview, a week after launching a new political group designed to boost his foreign policy and national-security policies. “I think that was the right decision then, and I still believe that today.” 

 Second, obviously never apologize…because you’re never wrong.

And third, there is no mess to be cleaned up because either they just refuse to acknowledge it, or they try to blame it on some Democrat.   

And now here we are again.  2006 all over again, but vastly worse with exponentially higher stakes.  If this were an actual zombie apocalypse, the title would be “26 Years Later. “

The inciting incident that changed the world has already happened and now we are living in  a post-apocalypse Republican zombie future.

So what can we say about this ugly new world?

We can say that the nostalgia-drunk forgive-and-forget caucus is once again ascendant – led by recently-former Republicans like the Bulwark Crew – because they tell the story that the hapless Sensible Centrists want to believe and the “Let’s get back to normal” legacy media desperately wants its dwindling readership and viewership to believe.  

That the people who clawed their way to power casually slandering us in the most despicable language imaginable – the “Fuck Your Feelings” meatheads – must now be treated by us like delicate Faberge eggs that might break and flee back into the waiting arms of the American Fascist Party at any hint of criticism or judgment.  

We can say that many of us are infuriated by what-might-have-been.  How could those responsible have allowed this to happen?  How could they not have seen the danger in what they were doing.  We can also say that many of us are depressed because we’re pretty damn sure we know why those responsible allowed this to happen, and it was for the pettiest and stupidest of reasons.  

We can say that perhaps the majority of Republican politicians – the ones Senator Booker insisted were good people – have metaphorically adopted the Walking Dead method of safely moving through a herd of walkers without being torn to pieces.  And that is to smear rotting zombie remains all over themselves, affect a slow, undead shamble and join the party.  Sure, you'll probably puke and, sure, a random cloudburst can ruin your disguise and turn you into lunch for MAGA purists.  But MAGA zombies are stupid, so with a little luck you’ll look and smell enough like one of the undead to be able to make your way to the head of the herd safely.

Let’s call this the "Zombie Dance of JD Vance Zombie".     

Then, of course, there are the billionaires and party leaders who believe they can harness the zombies or keep them as pets.  Put them as a defensive perimeter around their schemes, or launch them as offensive weapons against the opposition.  Yes, a herd of mindless biting monsters can come in very handy, especially during “Republican Primary Elections”.  Except every now and then the camouflage wears off and a Republican who built their career appeasing zombies forgets that they’re dealing zombies and tries to appeal to them as thinking, adult human beings who care about democracy.  --- That’s when they get eaten.  

Let’s call this “Liz Cheney’s August 16, 2022, Republican primary ass whoopin’” - where she lost to outright lunatic and pro-Trump zombie named Harriet Hageman, with 28.9% of the vote to Hageman's 66.3%. Her margin of defeat was the second-worst for a House incumbent in the last 60 years.

So let’s get back to the second half of Dale Horvath’s question, because that's the big one.  If you accept that the world we knew is, in a very real sense, gone, what does our common humanity require of us?  

Well that’s a damn good question.  

And for the answer we have to travel all the way back to the Year of Our Lord 2016.  The closing months of that campaign.  Very painful, we know.  

According to our thought experiment, in 2016 we were well over a decade into a full-blown Republican zombie post-apocalypse world, divided among Donald Trump who was the now the undisputed leader of the rabid, bitey-bitey Republican zombie horde, Hillary Clinton who was trying everything she could think of to peel away some fraction of the zombie horde, and the legacy media, which had chucked all sense of proportion and fairness and were beating Hillary like a rented mule every day because they believed she could not possibly lose, so what’s the harm of pretending that Both Sides are blah blah blah.  

And then the “deplorables” thing happened.  And from the safe distance of five years later, the Washington Post had this retrospective.  From The Washington Post, August 31, 2021:

Hillary Clinton’s ‘deplorables’ speech shocked voters five years ago — but some feel it was prescient

Hillary Clinton said those three words in the final months of her 2016 presidential campaign, making rhetorical and political history. There were two kinds of Donald Trump supporters, she explained: Voters who feel abandoned and desperate, who she placed in one metaphorical basket, and those she called “racist, sexist, homophobic, xenophobic and Islamophobic” — her “basket of deplorables.”

“I am all that stands between you and the apocalypse,” Clinton told the cheering crowd. She launched into all the things she found “deplorable” about Trump: He threatened marriage equality, cozied up to white supremacists, made racist and sexist remarks — all things she found “so personally offensive.”

She warned there were two months left in the race and no one should assume he wouldn’t be elected anyway. 

The people in this basket, emboldened by Trump’s tweets, were “irredeemable,” she said. But there was another basket: Trump supporters who just felt the government had let them down and wanted change — and Democrats had to empathize to win these voters. 

Clinton’s remarks spread like a prairie fire mainly because it threw pundits and Centrists and elite Conservatives a life preserver. Yay! Instead of reporting on the dire threat the Republican party had become, they could keep the Both Sides Do It lie stoked for another few weeks!  

It was all over Politico.  It was in Time magazine.  

It was in Bustle, PolitiFact Vox, segment after segment on CNN.

The NPR Tone Police made a five-course meal out of it. 

David Brooks wallowed in it, both on PBS and in The New York Times.

This is what Jonathan Allen said about it in his 2017 book “Shattered: Inside Hillary Clinton's Doomed Campaign”.

It’s very hard to say you have a message of civility and then turn around and talk about how essentially a quarter of the country is, in your view, a basket of deplorables.  That is a screeching conflict of her overall message, which is we have a civilized country and we need to be stronger together — that this should be a kinder, gentler, unified country.

You can practically hear this asshole chortling over the chance to use the word "screeching" in a book about Hillary Clinton.  

But we Democrats tried all this, didn’t we?  Barack Obama’s administration was an eight-year lab experiment in continuous and nearly superhuman efforts to reach out to Republicans. Find common ground with Republicans.  Compromise with Republicans.  And Republicans fucking hated him for it.  Back then, all of your favorite Never Trumpers were making their living relentlessly slagging Obama and counseling lockstep obstruction and sabotage. To this day, you will hear Republicans like Chris Christie and Nikki Haley blaming Obama for the divisions in the country.

So, five years later, please note what the very same Jonathan Allen said about the very same subject in that Washington Post retrospective:

When asked about “deplorables,” Nick Merrill, Clinton’s spokesman, said she was never afraid to denounce racism — just two weeks earlier, she gave a significant speech deconstructing the alt-right and the “quest to preserve white maleness” in America. “The deplorable comment may have been politically less than ideal, but it has been proven right again and again over the last five years.”...

Now, many of her fans believe she was prescient about “half” of Trump’s base.

“After four years of President Trump,” Jonathan Allen said. “I think that there are a lot of Democrats and some Republicans who would say that was an undercount.” 

 So back to the question, if we really care about a viable future for our country, what does our humanity demand of us?

We tried running competent public servants and Republicans hated us for it.  And what happened? 

They only got worse.

We tried open-handedness, decency and olive branches, and Republicans didn’t just reject that out of hand. Because Republicans are wired differently than normal people, they coded all of that as weakness and naivete and used it as a signal to go on an eight-year berserker attack on the Obama administration.

And they only got worse.

Then they nominated and elected the King of the Birthers.  Who fucked up everything he touched.

And Republicans only got worse.  Dug in even deeper just like they did during the Bush administration as the wheels were coming off.

Then they renominated Trump.  He lost.  Then they tried to overthrow the government. 

And they only got worse.

Then they renominated Trump again.  He promised he’d pardon the J6 traitors.  

He won.  Again.  And here we are.

 And check the clock, because this insistence that the Liberals need to shut up and sit down and deplorables need to be ouchlessly absolved has been the Never Trumper’s First Commandment of the Resistance for a decade now.  And as you may have noticed, the Republicans have only gotten worse.

Yes, some of them are hurting now.  Feeling some pain at the pump, some pain as Trumpflation eats away at their paycheck, some pain at all the things they voted for come back to bite ‘em.   Then there is Iran.  And, of course, the Epstein files.  Sure they voted for it all, over and over and over again.  And, sure, they cheered when their Dear Leader made Liberals cry.  But, see, somehow they believe it really wasn’t their fault.  They were just, y’know, going along with the crowd.  

So have they seen the light?  Learned their lesson? 

Of course not.  History has shown again and again that they aren’t built that way.  They just want someone to step in and ease their self-inflicted suffering until they’re back on their feet enough to go back to hating Liberals and voting for monsters.  

Our humanity and concern for our country demands that we do everything that is in our power to break the “We can get away with anything” mindset of Republican voters -- whose rage and racism and stupidity brought these calamities down on us.  That these lifetime members of the Party of Personal Responsibility be held civically and socially responsible for what they have done to us.  

Burn The Lifeboats