Today is Neo-Confederate Day

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Max Boot expatiates on the obvious: The GOP is now the party of neo-Confederates.

Martin Longman’s post, The Crocodile Tears of Neoconservatives, responds to Boot. Longman has much to say about paleoconservatives, neo-Confederates, and neoconservatives. There is a certain complexity to his explication. I won’t try to summarize it, but I think that if you read it, it will be worth your while.

Meantime, as we await the Mississippi rallies this evening, Politico tells us, Hyde-Smith has Republicans holding their breath and saying “We don’t want an Alabama.”

Well, I don’t think it’s likely there will be “an Alabama.” For one thing, it’s Mississippi. More importantly, though, Senator Hyde-Smith, is just a conventional down home girl casual, well-dressed racist. She’s no Roy Moore. I’ll bet she even has the politesse not to call her servants “darkies.” Sure, she has nice things to say about her Confederate heritage, but so does pretty much everyone else in her country club. And all of them will resent the hell out of the damn yankees’ trying to make something of it. And that resentment will be enough to make lots of white Mississippians come out and vote for her.

But the joker in the deck, metaphorically speaking, is The Donald. (And, may I say, “joker” is a damn fine metaphor, under the circumstances.)

The Donald started out nutty and he’s getting nuttier by the day. There will come a time, one of these evenings, when the men in the white coats will have to show up and drag him off stage.

That probably won’t be tonight. But it might be. I am pretty sure it will be a rant for the ages.

Our Glorious Confederate Heritage

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Today we learn that “Mississippi Sen. Cindy Hyde-Smith pushed resolution praising Confederate soldier’s effort to ‘defend his homeland.’”

Seven of my direct male ancestors (six great-great-grandfathers and one great-grandfather) served in the Confederate Army. Two of the seven men deserted—both in 1865. I’d like to believe they repented of their service to the Confederacy, but it’s much more likely that they saw the South was losing and didn’t want to be the last man to die for a lost cause.

Thus, they exhibited the keen awareness of their environment and the insight into the steps needed to protect themselves that led our distant ancestors to survive the African savanna—a situational awareness that their descendants, marinating their brains in Faux News, have largely lost.

I am proud of the two Confederate deserters.

An Instant Apology for My Rash Statement

I would now like to offer my deep and sincere regret if any among you is so small-minded as to be offended by my paean to Confederate desertion. It grieves me beyond measure to realize I might have said something that would bring out the idiot in you.

Let me suggest this way of resolving the matter.

First of all, would you please sit down and write a short essay on your Confederate heritage.

Second, once you have completed your short essay, grasp it with both hands and fold it five ways.

Third, we can have a heart-to-heart discussion about the best place to insert the folded paper.

We’re Sorry We Met Ya, Says Aetna

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Though astonishing numbers of the deluded and the ill-informed still stand with the Baron of Bullshit, the big money is beginning to figure out that it is most definitely not in their financial interest to be identified with the shit show.

That is the clear, and clearly predictable, effect of Trump’s decision to rely heavily on the worst instincts of his worst supporters. He’s drawn a line in the sand. “You’re either with me or against me,” he implies. And Aetna and Walmart respond, “OK, we’re against you.”

If he had the sense God gave him, he would dial it down. Instead, he will reason like the person who thinks, if a little heroin makes me feel good, then a whole lot of heroin will make me feel really good.

Those Mississippi rallies will be a sight to see. Maybe he’ll curse out the Business Roundtable.