Elizabeth Warren, The Darling of the Alt-left, is Just Another Stealth 1%er Like Bernie

Elizabeth Warren has built quite a brand for herself as the Senate’s own mouse that roared. Unfortunately, this little rodent has a single-note repertoire. Launching her brand on the ashes of Occupy Wall Street, she tuned her dog whistle to play the Banks are Bad anthem,  ginning up Les Milquetoast Miserables into a furious mob of … bank haters. Unfortunately, this brand of leftist fauxletariat angst speaks only to the $4 latte generation, sidelining racial and LGBT discrimination as “identity politics”, and reducing reproductive choice to a disposable bargaining chip.

It’s so rare for her to talk about anything but Wall Street that she cannot be considered an ally in any sense of the word. She simply isn’t present for disenfranchised people. The dialogue her constituents need from her doesn’t have a place to start- she uses her Senate office like a bunker, and her podium as a shield. People and their needs are inconvenient. Taking a page out of Bernie’s book, she assures us that economic equality will magically reach everyone. Discrimination will simply evaporate under the blinding glare of  equity, once a higher minimum wage is passed.

Like Bernie, Warren’s general manner of speaking is childish and rife with cliches about the evils of millionaires and bankers. Warren and Sanders have both managed to demonize the generic and mythical collective called “Wall Street”, completely ignoring the fact that many people who work in money management industries and banking are responsible, ethical, and honest LIBERALS who contribute their wealth back into the community by supporting progressive candidates. The websites tracking where funding comes from will list these individuals under their employers’ names, making it appear the corporation itself is making the donations. This is a grossly irresponsible flaw on the part of the data collectors, even though they have posted disclaimers in bright red letters on their sites making it clear the donations come from individuals.

As far as trade agreements go, America is dead in the water economically if we do not participate in the world market. Hillary demanded worker protections for the TPP- everyone else just wanted to scrap it, which is childish and destructive. A nuanced and pragmatic approach to financial regulations is critical for a healthy economy and this is an important discussion that should not be boiled down to short soundbytes.

Warren would be a weak contender for 2020. Her Twitter war with Trump was embarrassing and tacky. The GOP has won entire elections on slogans- let’s not normalize the exchange of 140 character salvos as an acceptable means of discourse, either for campaigning or for the main avenue through which politicians communicate with the public. We need to return to press conferences and written communiqués that are well thought-out and can be taken seriously. If you mean what you say, you shouldn’t be afraid to go on the record and explain yourself in depth, and we cannot demand the same of our adversaries if we sink to their level of petty insults.

The alt-left have made it clear they are fully willing to spoil elections without remorse, and the media is complicit by helping them brand TRUE Democrats as “establishment”. WE need to call out the alt-left for being FAKE progressives. They are nothing but a playpen full of agitprop babies, teething on Guevarian myths of gonzo-revolutionary glory, sanitized almost to Disney standards to downplay the failure of these little bloodbaths and the bigotry and oppression waged against disenfranchised groups by their own heroes. Che Guevara was a racist who oppressed black Cubans and murdered LGBT people, burned books, and banned music. In the name of freedom.

Bernie Sanders has dismissed social justice as “identity politics”, releasing privileged white racists and misogynists from any responsibility they have toward leveling the playing field or even protecting the basic civil liberties of disenfranchised groups. That doesn’t stop Warren and Sanders from draping themselves in the slang and rhetoric of revolution to make themselves appear relevant and connected to a generation they only seek to deceive. They have identified a niche of lazy and narcissistic neophytes, ripe for the picking. Bernie launched his presidential bid on campuses, deliberately confusing and recruiting inexperienced new voters in order to cripple the Democratic Party for his life-long agenda of clearing the way for a handful of ego-tripping 3rd party politicians who cannot attract a following on their accomplishments and platform alone. Elizabeth Warren has been only too happy to ride his coattails, with an equally short list of personal accomplishments. Actions speak louder than words, but the alt-left is determined to drown us out by sheer volume. Strangely, when you turn the dial up to eleven, you can hear Russian voices in the background. 


Experience vs. Endurance – The Disaster of Turning Political Activism into a Triathlon

I’m sure I’m not the first person who was deliberately pushed out of a job in which younger workers were preferred. The means used to get rid of the older workers was a series of tough projects that “required” us to put in multiple 48-hour stints to meet an arbitrary deadline. This has become a common practice to get rid of workers who have been around long enough to see their paychecks pick up a few raises more than the company would prefer to pay. Aside from being unethical and ageist. this practice is creating a generation of workers who actually believe their physical stamina makes them superior to experienced workers.

Age-baiting has become commonplace in political campaigns, with younger candidates talking about their energy and attacking their opponents for minor illnesses. Dismissing decades of knowledge and life experience is not only rude, it’s dangerous and destructive. On social media, older activists are also seeing a spectacular degree of dishonesty from the people who age-bait, as we see a trend emerging in which evidence that is presented to them is ignored out of hand, in favor of alt-left hearsay. At some point, information itself became tainted with an expiration date, regardless of whether or not it was disproved or new information replaced it. If your facts are somehow not connected with “breaking news”, don’t expect your point of view to be considered validated. “Ghosting” on a debate is the new version of getting the last word in.

60’s activists read books and newspapers from all over the world. They were artists, writers, musicians, and scholars who recognized the value of knowledge and the importance of forming a cohesive resistance against corporatism. The majority of them made immense personal sacrifices, giving up the security of their families and jobs in order to challenge the bigotry, sexism, and creative stagnation of society.

They transformed and enhanced the Democratic Party, and their efforts were rewarded by the emergence of strong liberal candidates like Kennedy and McGovern. They immersed themselves in politics and understood history better than most college professors. They saw the evidence that incremental progress created positive changes that lasted. They were willing to take the long view and protect the advancements of those who paved the way before them. They never rested on their laurels, understanding that our civil liberties are fragile, and along with our public safety nets, will always be a target for a parasitic class of shameless profiteers.

These old warriors are slipping into the sunset now, battle-weary and sick at heart. They have every reason to be despondent, as so few of the newest activists are worthy or willing to carry their torches forward with the integrity and commitment necessary for the complex battles that lie ahead.

Fame is the new coin of the realm, and today’s mewling tantrum throwers care only to make a name for themselves, cynically calculating every move and wardrobe change as it relates to their personal branding. Their self worth is measured by their popularity on social media. They reject the progress that was already underway because the credit is already assigned to someone else. The younger generation wants recognition, they want notoriety, either good or bad. They crave a form of virally explosive glory. Political activism offers an avenue to a special kind of warrior cred.  Positive change can be accomplished toward this end. Unfortunately, they just don’t want to do the work. Destructive activities deliver the drug of fame much faster and with less effort.

A revolution is for a nation in decline. Ours was a country in recovery, as evidenced by our ability to elect Barack Obama twice, and to witness the first woman presidential candidate in history win more votes than any other candidate other than Obama himself. There is just no way to justify a backlash against such a beautifully successful movement that was just starting to exert real strength on so many fronts.

I turned 18 in 1982. I was grateful to the generations of liberals who came before me and I respected their achievements. I did my part without worrying about my image or wondering if I would ever get on TV or receive a million hits on a blog. I never had a problem with the idea of “toiling in obscurity”. Have decades of reality TV and the concept of being famous just for being famous created a generation of mirror-dwelling attention addicts?

The solipsism of a third generation of latchkey kids collided with the narcissistic entitlement of the first wave of helicopter children, and the macro lens that engulfed them both demanded that they recreate the world in their own image, recasting liberal heroes as establishment villains who must be shipped off to Shady Pines lest Western Civilization fester and collapse in an endless string of lanai decks in a quiet suburb of Miami. But hey, isn’t it a good thing that SOMEONE is out there reaming the Kochfunded oligarchs? Unfortunately, the kids have decided THAT war is already lost, it’s somehow OUR fault that cheating, gerrymandering and voter suppression happened, and it’s somehow our responsibility alone to clean up that mess.

In true T-Ball Champion form, the “Our Revolution” crew has decided to simply duck the GOP’s knuckleballs, letting them just zing past their heads, while they bunt with all the bases loaded, whining that the exhausted old-school activists aren’t clocking that ball over exactly the right board in the right section of the back fence so they can saunter on home with plenty of time to snag that unicorn latte. If we can’t hit a triple with every swing, we’re benched, never mind that we got the team to the Series in the first place. In this era of age-baiting, experience means you’ve been around too long. The more you know, the closer you are to being dead. That would be fine if they wanted the information that we have gleaned throughout our decades on this planet, but they would rather reinvent the wheel, no matter how much blood must be spilled for that magical “I Carved An Axle” participation trophy.

It’s my torch. I’ll pass it when you actually start fighting the bad guys.