June 21, 2016

The Deterioration of Discourse

After a long day of work and school I dealt with an epic traffic jam by ducking into a pleasant Ramen shop in Norfolk. 

The waitress, knows I'm a rightie and felt quite chuffed at the opportunity to needle me on the current Republican nominee, who, to avoid triggering any of our readers we will refer to as Whale Vomit for the remainder of this post. 

Anyway, she was quite happy that his campaign seemed to be imploding and noted that since Whale Vomit was the Republican nominee, we on the right had no moral authority whatsoever. 

Now...it had been a VERY long day, and I was really not in the mood to be thinking about Whale Vomit while attempting to appreciate my Miso Ramen, so I asked her what she thought of her party's nominee (who, in the interest of decency, we'll refer to as the She-Goat of The Forrest With A Thousand Foetid Young). The waitress got annoyed that I would even bring that up. Since nobody in the Democratic party actually likes that individual. 

I'll leave the obvious inconsistency to the reader.

The conversation turned to the violence at the Whale Vomit events and the fellow who had tried to shoot the republican nominee...After looking that news tidbit up the waitress was overcome with the blue county giggles and finally broke into laughter, suggesting that the would-be assassin ought to get a medal, or should have done better and if he'd died doing that he'd be a martyr. She also said that any violence at the Republican campaign events was entirely the fault of those rotten enough to show up to support the nominee. 

Absolutely no indication was given that she thought this was in any way unreasonable sentiment despite this being a representative republic as opposed to a recital of the Lord of the Flies.

My dismay at the results of the Republican primaries is Brobdingnagian, but I can say with considerable certainty that I hold anyone who is supportive of these thugs and would be assassins in even less esteem than I have for Whale Vomit.

This wasn't the faculty lounge or a meeting of the Weathermen, this was a Ramen shop and there was no hint of awareness that any line had been crossed.

Our civics has end stage cancer. 

Posted by: The Brickmuppet at 09:05 PM | Comments (4) | Add Comment
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1 Hmm.  A waitress insulting my politics would probably get a 3-cent tip, and a note explaining said tip.

Posted by: Rick C at Tue Jun 21 23:15:41 2016 (FvJAK)

2 The main thing that will get me to hold my nose and vote for the Whale Vomit is to see all the lefty SJWs completely lose their sh*t.

Posted by: Mauser at Tue Jun 21 23:19:30 2016 (5Ktpu)

3 I have noticed that Kids These Days don't seem to know that the Secret Service investigates death threats aimed at presidential candidates.

Posted by: Suburbanbanshee at Wed Jun 22 16:07:09 2016 (Pcnjn)

4 Our civics has end stage cancer.

You're not the only one who's worried--here's an American Interest article about a recent Pew Research Center survey; the survey shows the rise of what some commentators call "negative partisanship", i.e. voting for Party X not because you like Party X's policies, but because you hate Party Y's policies (and the people who vote for Party Y).  The author of the American Interest article wonders if the term "nihilistic partisanship" might not be more appropriate.

Posted by: Peter the Not-so-Great at Thu Jun 23 20:58:20 2016 (iohoY)

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