Tuesday, February 18, 2020
Win-win, fun-fun
I've been trying to figure out why we're hearing all these Repooflican-style soundbites from Bloomberg. When a topic gets into the media and isn't instantly silenced, we're supposed to take in the topic and digest it. If we weren't supposed to hear this stuff, we wouldn't hear it.
Figured it out after writing a brief comment on an article about Bloomberg:
Bloomberg vs Trump is the perfect "election" for Hillary. Clinton puppet vs Clinton puppet. The Clinton mob wins both ways. Bloomberg wouldn't be as much fun because he couldn't be used as an Official Hate Target. Hillary wouldn't be able to dissociate her brand from her actions.
Aha. I was missing the point.
Here's why we're getting these Bloomberg clips that sound like the standard parody of Repooflican rhetoric on race and class. Bloomberg is being sprayed with orange paint. He's being prepared as a slightly different and shorter version of Trump, so the Epstein-Clinton mob can continue to use him as Official Hate Target. The fun must continue either way.
Why do Bloomberg and Trump stand still for the spraying? It's not obvious to non-power-seeking people, but a memory from high school helps. The principal, Mr Bishop, was a smart power seeker. He was a short bald man at a time when baldness wasn't fashionable. [Shortness is never fashionable.] Everyone called him Old Chromedome when he wasn't watching. So: At pep rallies Mr Bishop officially became Old Chromedome. When he came out to start the rally, the band played the cartoonish Parump-tee-dump, parump-tee-dump thing. Laughing was required. Miss Marley, the classic frumpy old maid who looked like a cash register, appeared after Chromedome, accompanied by The Stripper theme.
Channeling hate into Officially Approved Events makes it easier for the Official Hate Target to keep power during the Unofficial Hours. Orwell missed this point when he made Immanuel Goldstein a separate character.
Parump-tee-trump, parump-tee-trump...
¶ 11:06 PM 
