As an American, I’m no stranger to protest. Without lawful protest, we never would have passed the Civil Rights Act of 1964, which outlawed discrimination based on race, color, religion, sex or national origin.
But I want to say that what took place last night inside the Democratic National Convention had nothing to do with a meaningful protest, and everything to do with a bunch of candy-ass babies throwing a tantrum when they didn’t get their way.
Although I support Hillary Clinton for president of the United States, I’ve got a lot of respect for Sen. Bernie Sanders. He brought a lot of energy and ideas to the campaign, and if he’d won the nomination, I’d have had no problem supporting him for president.
Yes, there is some ugliness involving the Democratic National Committee and leaked e-mails that show party officials favored Clinton over Sanders, but as Sanders’ own campaign officials have rightly pointed out, seven party officials favoring Clinton isn’t what lost the nomination for Sanders. Mrs. Clinton won the nomination, period.
There’s a time for protest, and a time to shut the hell up, take up our common yoke and pull together, and that’s a lesson that seems lost on Sanders’ Simpletons. Some are threatening to stay away from the polls, vote for the Green Party candidate, or even go over to the Dark Side and vote for the Cheeto Mussolini, Donald J. Trump.
You know, there are Tibetan monks who, from time to time, will self-immolate as a sign of silent protest over Chinese occupation of their country. It’s been going on a long time, and although I’m horrified by their actions, I still kinda respect them. But the sad fact is, I can’t remember the name of a single immolated monk, and the Chinese are still in Tibet.
Here’s the thing about the monks though: Ineffectual though their protest may be, at least they’re not hurting anybody other than themselves. In fact, you might say they really know what it means to “Feel the Bern.”
But you Berniebots, I have no respect for you, because it’s not just yourselves that you’re willing to immolate, it’s the whole damned world that you’re threatening to torch! You didn’t get your way, so you want to burn it ALL down! Even your own Messiah has told you to lay off, but are you listening? Hell no!
My contempt for you knows no bounds, but I think Gunnery Sgt. Hartman said it best in his epic rant from “Full Metal Jacket.” It perfectly describes what you privileged, driveling morons are all about: