Today was primary day in New York, and over lunch, I went and voted. Yes, as the title said, I voted for Hillary. That I voted in a primary is not unusual, I vote in all of them. There’s another one in September for state offices, and yes, I wish they’d change that. I regard voting as a duty, one that goes with my rights as a citizen. As I’ve said in a previous post, it’s not often I’m “excited” about any candidate. Mostly, I take a look through what their platforms are, review their records and qualifications, and pick the one I think will probably do a better job than the other one. Sometimes, it’s really “flip a coin,” in that both are good and you can’t lose either way. This year though, I couldn’t wait for the primary day to arrive so I could vote. Not because I was excited, but for a reason that hasn’t happened to me before.
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A couple of months ago there was an article on another site arguing that one of the reasons some Democrats were against Bernie Sanders was that they were “afraid to sell the case for higher taxes.” More particularly, meaning that they aren’t willing to make the case for the tax increases necessary to pay for all the programs he was proposing. Leaving aside the rather nebulous nature of his healthcare plan, and the unlikelihood of his college plan being accepted, my response was “Do you really expect me to tell people in my area that their tax bill will double?” That would be a tough sell in any event, even if I was really enthusiastic about the programs.
Over the past several weeks, I’ve been getting lectured to by various members of the purity left. According to them, I’m not really a progressive, I’m actually a Blue Dog, or some other worse name they’ve come up with. Why? Because I’m a pragmatic liberal, not a hardcore liberal like they are. Somehow, they’re under the assumption that they are the majority of the party (they’re not), and they are the base of the Democratic Party (they’re not). I’ve been chastised for explaining why “real progressives” don’t – and can’t – win in many areas, which according to them, is only because our candidates aren’t “exciting” enough. All of which falls under “the usual” stuff when dealing with them, but here’s the thing that’s truly infuriating: They’re also saying that if their preferred candidate doesn’t get the nomination, they’ll stay home or vote for the other party’s candidate, and encourage others to do the same. What that shows me? They either don’t care about the consequences, or they don’t think there will be any.
As I mentioned in my end of the year post, one of the reasons for my absence from blogging has been how busy I’ve been at work. While I’m in a current lull, it’s not going to last. One of the reasons for that is that I have been doing a lot of writing for professional reasons, so writing blog posts comes under the category of “too much.” What the writing is about is our management plan. No, it’s not “organizational management,” it relates to our facility plan.
For a five year period, I lived in a district that had a Democrat in the House of Representatives. I still live here, but before and after that, I’ve been represented by Republicans. The Democratic representative caused a conniption fit with various liberal blogs when he was first nominated for a special election, because he wasn’t “progressive.” But after a bruising, nasty campaign, he did something no Democrat has done in a very long time. He won. Then in a year when Republicans took back control of the House, he won again. And a third time in 2012, before deciding not to run again. While he was serving, was I 100% happy with him? No. Did I get really ticked off by some of his votes or stands? You bet I did! Did I let him know it? Oh yes, and on a regular basis. I also let him know when I approved of what he’d done, and yes, overall he was a fairly reliable Democratic vote in the House and around 90% of the time I agreed with him or understood why he was doing something. The Republican I have now? If look really hard and be nice about it, about 5% of the time. But here’s the point of this: If you read my blog over the time he was in office, you would almost never have known when I was furious with him.