I cannot think of a better illustration of the pathology of the progressive-mindset than the array of expressions on the faces of the Dems at Trump’s State of the Union address last night. I can understand harboring a certain degree of “party-line” animosity here and there throughout such an event, but there is no excuse – merely an explanation – for the Zombie like pack behavior on display.
Oh, and was it was most instructive for those who had eyes to see: as the President of the United States assembled a picture of increasing economic opportunity, piece by piece like a living puzzle finally being worked on, logically – from tax-savings for all (i.e. getting to keep more of your own money!), to job bonuses and small business expansions, to brand new manufacturing plants, and more – the Dems sat unwaveringly immobile, faces either zombie-blank or reflecting the perpetual vitriol and disgust they feel toward anyone proudly doing the right thing.
Boy oh boy, is there anything Progressive-Dems believe less in than the quote-unquote American Way? Lordy, Lordy, how their timbers must have shivered as Trump audaciously used that very phrase in his speech! They seem to revel almost in a race to the bottom…not for themselves, of course, They-of-the-Golden-Retirement-Parachute-plus-Platinum-actually-Free-Healthcare. They just need the rest of us down there, especially their “base,” as far as possible from Hopeful. If Americans should actually listen to Trump, actually see a light at the end of the tunnel, then we would also see a time where we wouldn’t look to either Dems or GOPs, not to mention the rest of the behemoth Dot-Gov, to “save” us from the vagaries of Life.
So the Dems, with face muscles frozen with Trump-hate and all that Men such as he stand for, were immediately left with only their bloodstreams to turn colder degree by degree as a President they refuse to accept as President introduced non-victim after non-victim. Hard to say which guest disgusted the Progs most. Likely it was a tossup between, 1) the North Korean escapee victorious over tyranny-plus-torture and helping others to do the same or, 2) the black man who succeeded in acquiring a practical-plus-lucrative skill allowing him to not only buy his own home, but to help expand the small white-owned manufacturing company he works for.
At the speech’s end the after-party handshaking by Trump signaled to the good little Progressive Pavlovian pound-puppies it was time to get any remaining lukewarm blood circulating so as to shamble quickly up the aisles and out of the House chamber.
Whew, Dems…you missed being forced to smile-for-the-camera-at-all-that-good-economic-news by that much!
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If female-distress really did have anything to do with getting us into this new Quagmire, then it would be another proof of why creeping-feminism (COUGH! Sweden) in government can only speed us towards total ruin.
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