Hoo-Boy!

I just got a text message (just a blast: I don’t know him, so it wasn’t personal) from Ryan Busse’s campaign. Ryan is running for a House seat from Montana, and he was looking to replace Ryan Zinke. (I assume Ryan is a popular name up there in the Montana wilderness.)

The e-mail was, in its complete way, a barn-burner. (I’m guessing they have barns up there in Montana, too.)

The e-mail said that Ryan Zinke announced he wasn’t running for re-election this coming November. You kind of have to understand the scope of a decision like that.

Zinke is 64 years old. There are members of Congress 20 years older than that. His website says he’s a fifth generation Montanan, and he’s been in the House for eight years. That’s an election and three re-elections.

And he’s folding. Sure, we’ll continue to overpay him for the rest of his life, but he could have been a bigshot, too.

The way Busse’s text message put it was that Zinke, after his years of unwavering support from Montana voters, and his deep roots in the state, saw the writing on the wall, knew what the polls showed, and maybe even read tea leaves. Busse talked about a blue wave. Tsunami is more like it. And every day that the clown breaks laws, offends Americans and everyone else in the world, and makes a complete fool of himself, that tsunami gets bigger and more powerful. Every penny that prices rise, every American, Palestinian, Venezuelan, and now Iranian the clown kills, makes that tsunami more powerful. The clown loves the word powerful. He’s going to powerful himself right out of office. McConnell ran interference for him last time. That ain’t gonna happen again. Every American from whom the clown tries to remove the right to vote. Every concentration camp into which the clown interns people whose appearance or accent he doesn’t like, contributes to the landslide that’s coming.

And he can’t stop himself. He doesn’t listen to anyone, except himself, talk, so he has no way to understand how wrong and illegal are his actions, nor, frankly, does he care. The clown is where he is for one purpose: to assuage his feelings (likely unconscious) of inferiority. He does this by minimizing other people, including insulting them, acting like a poorly controlled nine year old, and trying to amass money he can’t use. And his effort to make himself feel less inferior includes finding ways to make other people inferior. If he can keep other people from being healthy, or from eating, or from having the basic rights promised to all Americans, then he feels weirdly better. At least he feels powerful. He cheats, he steals, he lies, he is incapable of being faithful to any of the women he marries. And it’s all to allow him to have the impression that he doesn’t have limits, as other people do. As they understand they should respectfully (the clown has no respect) allow to be imposed on them.

But what he counts on to support him is dropping like flies. Greene, Hurd, Zinke, and others. And they don’t wait to get fired. They quit. Greene walked out. Zinke can’t bear the loss, so he’s not contesting the next election. Even Uncle Mitch isn’t running for re-election. And now — NOW! — he’s badmouthing the clown. Where was that insight and decency in 2020?

They’re a bunch a fucking losers, and pussies, and increasing numbers of them seem to be aware of that fact. Now.