- United States
- Calif.
- Letter
Jesus Christ, what are you people doing?
The vultures are circling, the fascists have a blueprint (Project 2025, if you’ve been asleep), and meanwhile, the Democratic Party is standing around like a bunch of neutered lifeguards, arguing over the proper way to blow the whistle while the beach burns behind them.
Where is your goddamn vision? Where’s the radical counterattack? The right-wing freak show has a plan to steamroll democracy into dust, and all you’ve got is some dusty sermon about protecting institutions—institutions that are crumbling under the weight of corporate greed, corruption, and bureaucratic cowardice.
Capitalism has become a bloodsport. Wall Street is fat off the carcass of the working class, and you’re out there polishing the silverware like it’ll make a damn bit of difference. Why are you cosigning policies that let corporations rape and pillage the people who break their backs to survive? Why are you coddling systems that treat the poor like cannon fodder?
Look around—homelessness, broken schools, crime spiraling not because people are evil, but because they’ve been ground down to nothing. And instead of fighting like hell to fix it, your side is still trying to play nice, still terrified of getting your hands dirty. What the hell happened to firebrands? To people willing to twist arms, crack skulls (politically speaking, of course), and push through real change?
The other side is building the Death Star, and you’re arguing about committee procedures.
I want to know—why aren’t you screaming? Why aren’t you marching out of Congress and lighting your hair on fire to make a point? Why aren’t you firing dead weight staffers who are just collecting paychecks and doing nothing to actually improve the lives of your constituents?
Channel Lyndon Johnson. Twist knives. Break deals. Threaten careers. Play dirty—because polite politics won’t save you, and it sure as hell won’t save us.
The American people don’t need another lecture. We need warriors. So I’ll ask again: where is your plan? Where is your vision that doesn’t just counter the madness but obliterates it?
Stand up. Or step aside.
