Y’know, the Democrats used to at least pretend to be in touch. It’s not so much that the gloves are off as the mask has slipped.
But … but Democrats care! It says so right on the bumper sticker!
“[I]n much the same way that a dairy farmer cares about cattle or the guys in Brokeback Mountain cared about sheep,” Tam replies.
Meanwhile, this from Lileks:
What annoyed me about the Obama comments was the crude reduction of everything into economic terms, the most dismal prism through which to regard humanity. So the factories close, and the sullen mass of the lowly workers ball their fists, feel a strange sour bolus of resentment bolting up their throat, and think: must — channel — confusing — emotions — into — unreasoning — opposition — to — redefining — marriage. If the factories magically reappear, does everyone sigh with relief, quit church and drop off their guns? I have money! No need for the Magic Carpenter and that poorly-worded amendment. Call off the border patrol, too — there’ll be jobs and upward wage pressure for everyone. It’s not exactly an unusual thesis; I’ve encountered it for years. People cannot possibly believe these crazy things for their own sake; they must be driven to them by external forces.
And those things we “cling” to? They’re guaranteed by the Constitution:
The Second Amendment permits me my weapons; the First Amendment permits me my faith and whatever “sentiments” I may embrace. The notion that I should not be allowed such “sentiments” is wholly un-American. (In fact, it’s Canadian.)
It’s times like this I almost wish we had Joe Biden back in the race. Almost.