Medicare4All March (The allegedly left politicians ignore it.)

TYT Attacks Grassroots Healthcare Activists (The allegedly left media sneers at it.)

Mr. Dore is a rabble rouser.

But if you’re rabble, and I definitely am, that’s not a slam, but a good thing.

Color me roused.

I don’t agree with him on everything, intellectually. But we have perfect consonance, emotionally. Life in the Empire, never a pretty thing, is slipping faster and faster into irreversible insanity. He, and I, live in a state of perpetual incredulity and rage about this fact–or more particularly, all the little facts as they manifest this basic truth.

It is literally insane that in the richest Empire the world has ever known, with plutocrats treating themselves to joyrides in space, that something as basic as health care is run as a business–an incredibly lucrative business–and that at least 30 million people have to live without it, because they don’t have any money.

Tens of millions more are underinsured. I’m shelling out two grand a year for a shitty stopgap plan with a 3K deductible. Unless my body goes to hell, I’ll never get near that 3K, because it’s just too much, on top of another $100 a month for necessary but uncovered meds. I can’t afford to get sick, and pretty much no one else can either. Except, you know, if you work for the government in DC that steadily denies that benefit to everyone else.

Tens of millions more are carrying medical debt, enslaved to the insurance plantation owners while the interest piles up.

This is just one little piece of the madness.

Layer on homelessness, and the coming eviction crisis.

Layer on murder cops and mass incarceration in for-profit prisons. Kids in cages. A system of all the justice you can afford.

Layer on endless wars, and the fact that good-guy Joe, while he somehow can’t afford student loan relief or single-payer health care or a living wage for working people, CAN afford to start up new bombing campaigns in Syria and Somalia, for reasons nobody even pretends to understand, and to wag his bomb finger at Cuba, Venezuela, for reasons nobody even pretends to think are valid.

Layer on the prosecutions of Chelsea Manning and Reality Winner, Steven Donziger, and Daniel Hale, Julian Assange, and Edward Snowden, who said, in an epithet that applies to all these cases:

“When exposing a crime is treated as committing a crime, you are being ruled by criminals.”

We damn sure are. Criminals in the pockets of bigger criminals. And you, YOU, pay more in taxes, by percentage, than Rocketman Jeff or any billionaire.

It’s trivially simple to find reasons for raging against this completely corrupt, greedy, and self-evidently immoral machine–this “democracy”. This capitalist and imperialist and fraudulent Home of the Brave.

A majority of Trump voters are rightly enraged at what this system has done to their lives.

Generally speaking, they don’t understand much, about the mechanics or the reasons why America sucks so bad now. Trump himself publicly embraced his “low-information” supporters. The liberals all rolled their eyes, called them dumb, or evil, or “deplorable” (nice move, Hillary) and pushed them even further away.

But dumb as they might be, they’re smart enough to know that the policies of Democrats contribute equally at least, to greasing the skids of the Machine. Just like their supposed enemies with Black Lives Matter signs in their dark hands, they’re plenty smart enough to know they’re suffering, and that it hurts the same through eight years of Obama, or eight years of Clinton.

Voting for some other dumb white person in the form of the Donald was less a vote for a Wall, or against abortion, and more a vote against the architects of their misery. A big old fuck-you to all the smug Hillarys of the last fifty years, who looked at their pain and turned their heads away, back to brunch with their friends, the other capitalists.

Make America Great Again, in translation, means: Stop fucking over my life at every turn. Send me a doctor. Give me a job that doesn’t eat my soul and exploit my labor, which is the only thing I have to offer. Quit sending my sons off to your oil wars in Vietnam and Iraq, and sending them home in body bags, or enslaving their futures by suckering them into student debt if they show the least spark of promise. Get your fucking hands off the second amendment, because this shotgun is the only thing I have left that makes me feel like I have any god damn power at all.

How did the Dems react to that?

Oh it’s Jill Stein’s fault. Oh it’s Russia’s fault.

No bitches. It’s YOUR fault, for turning this whole mess into wealth and comfort for yourself, and letting your chummy corporate devils sodomize everyone else for decades on end. For pushing the myth of meritocracy and justifying your own rising boats as the natural order of things, instead of the completely unnecessary and catastrophic moral failure that it really is.

For not even bothering to campaign in Wisconsin because fuck those yokels.

For mercilessly crushing any dissent within your own ranks with dirty tricks and nepotistic bribery. I’m talking Bernie. Twice.

For refusing to even legalize weed on the one hand, while getting offended when anyone says an unkind word about your own venal, stupid, ugly hedonist of a crackhead son on the other.

So yeah.

I will again withhold my vote from Trump or whatever other foul piece of evil shit the Republicans vomit up next time.

But also from Petey or Kamala or whatever freshly scrubbed face the Dems prop up as the new Director of Marketing for your deeply evil empire who can’t be satisfied with just putting the hurt on brown people around the globe anymore, but somehow needs to repeatedly ruin people’s lives and then expect those same people’s votes as their due.

No more allegedly lesser evils. No Sinemas. No Kellys. No collaborators, no more votes for anyone who gave away their own votes to Pelosi as speaker without asking for any concession for the people in return. (“Justice Squad” my fat white ass.)

(“Two-party” system, my sweet Aunt Fanny.)

Well ..

… I ran that one clear off the rails.

Starting with the Dore clips was supposed to lead me into a measured critical look at “the Left” in both politics and media.

Tomorrow.