The Day After the Midterms

Midterms. Oh, those midterms.

We have to give the midterms to the Democrats. That’s a given. Not because we love the Democrats β€” but because MAGA has screwed the pooch so badly that there’s no other responsible choice left. Notice I said MAGA, not Republicans, although the ones currently sitting in Congress should be ashamed to carry that label much longer.

RINOs β€” stand up. Fight back. You are not Republicans in Name Only. Yes, you’ll lose voting power in November. But be glad about it. This is the moment to shed MAGA, shed the Christian Nationalists, shed the far right extremist wing, and let the moderate conversation breathe again for the first time in a decade.

Here’s something worth knowing. The largest voting bloc in this country isn’t a party at all. Dark money is terrified of them, which is exactly why state election processes have been quietly rigged to make it nearly impossible for them to have a real say in any primary β€” the stage where the two final candidates actually get decided.

Over 45 percent of all voters identify as independent. My guess β€” and it’s a confident one β€” is that most of them are moderates. Moderate Republicans. Moderate Democrats. Purple, not extreme. But our choices keep getting forced on us by the extremes on both ends, while the actual majority gets left standing outside the room.

Off the soapbox and back to the midterms.

We give the midterms to the Democrats. Good choice, because we have to. We need to neuter an administration causing this much uncontrolled damage. To put it bluntly β€” the current administration doesn’t give a damn about us. Period.

But that doesn’t mean we’re stuck with what comes next by default.

The day after the midterms is the day all of us start planning for 2028. That’s the day we decide where this actually goes β€” conservative, liberal, moderate. The choice belongs to the people, not to the machinery that’s been making it for them.

Maybe, finally, people will actually think about what they’re voting for. After this entire fiasco, maybe folks stop believing the campaign promises, the rhetoric, the “two weeks” timelines that never arrive, the lunacy about pets being eaten for dinner. Maybe they realize it was never a joke worth laughing at β€” it was just stupidity wearing a microphone. And maybe, just maybe, they stop voting the party line out of habit.

Are you ready for the biggest decision of our lives?

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