Baseball and Politics

You should all be Dodgers fans

I was going to write something about politics and my dumbass family members that plan on voting for the Orange Troglodyte™.

But I am fucking tired and I already voted and I cannot pretend to give a shit anymore. If America wants to lose its damned mind, fucking go for it.

I want Harris to win. Not just because she’s not the Orange Troglodtyte™. I think she’s one of the good ones. Not perfect, but fucking hell, she is a descent human being who loves my country. That’s a lot.

But if she doesn’t win it will be in no small part because so fucking many Americans voted against their own interests in the name of what? Performative cruelty? The right to own the libs and say, fuck your feelings!?

Fine, if your piece of shit wins you get to have it all. He’ll shit on everything and everyone that cannot buy him, or won’t kiss the ring. It’ll be open season on brown people, black people, gay people, women; any marginalized group that can’t afford a lobbyist.

So I will just ask of my family and, well, anyone reading this: is that really what you want? To hurt people? People who can’t fight back against a machine and monster like the Orange Troglodyte™? That’s disappointing. And more than a little sad.

The irony, of course, is that he’s going to hurt so many of the same people that vote him. If he wins, that is.

Like I said, I’m fucking tired. So I’m gonna sit in front of the TV and watch Baseball.

Legend1 has it that Walt Whitman once said, “I see great things in baseball. It’s our game, the American game. It will repair our losses and be a blessing to us.”

Which is why I find it interesting that the last time the Dodgers won the World Series the Orange Troglodyte™ lost the election. Game five is tonight and the Dodgers are up three games to one. If past is prelude you should all be cheering for the Dodgers tonight.