You know what you know. Tell them not to do stupid shit next time. If there’s a next time. The Schumer Strategy doesn’t work. Hasn’t worked. Won’t ever work. Run to the left and you can’t lose. Run to the right and you’re guaranteed to lose. Proven track record. And don’t support genocide. Ever. Not materially or tacitly.

Y’know I was on team Kamala. Right up until the night of the DNC when they wouldn’t allow a Palestinian to speak. And all those party members were outside laughing and smiling and dancing at protesters. Because up until that point I in my foolishness truly believed that my party was better than that. That there was some kind of moral superiority at play. Even if they’re all corrupt shitbags. I thought that in their heart of hearts that they were still human. That maybe they could be redeemed somehow. But they showed me my folly. That night. That was the end of it. Now I really don’t give a good god damn what happens to this country. I thought Republicans are evil and our guys were pretty shit but not outright evil themselves. But boy they sure showed me.

It’s not the carefully crafted speeches or big policy pushes that tell you who they are. Its those small moments. Like in 2015. When Chump announced his run. He was pandering to the lgbt crowd. He paid them lip service openly. Even claimed support for them would be in the party platform. Then the GOP quietly removed that and he didn’t fight it. Small moments. That told me who he was. An opportunistic grifter. A conman. He’d say anything to get his way. And I learned to pay attention to those small moments.