Not Yet

My "Open Letter to Bernie Sanders" was picked up by CounterPunch, which has a much larger readership (that's an understatement) than RBPD.

Writing the short missive, the futility of electoral politics as we know it settled in for me like it always does.  These are desperate times.

Take it from history. You could not beat Tammany Hall until the corrupt pols started to be dismissed out-of-hand, and in some cases lodged behind bars. So it must be on a national scale today, with all the "Boss" Tweeds of our corrupt system being held accountable.

Don't wait up for it.

By settling on one overriding issue and an increasingly canned speech about money, the billionaire class and Hillary's corruptness (a word he is too timid to use) Sanders is negating his own "revolt" and the best of what he has built.

It is a paper-thin approach, which disallows the notion that there is much, much more to talk about when canvassing the current array of problems in the U.S.

Even if the corporate media's narrative promoted it, Bernie isn't up to the task of talking about something beyond his decent but skeletal theme of inequality.

Like the climate, the problems are too hot for the supposed "radical" insider from Vermont, where the MIC contracts pile up like barrels of syrup amid the trees.

The soldiers must have their pancakes with real syrup, after all.  That is realpolitik. Unfortunately.

Economic justice is paramount, but so are many other ideals BS won't touch beyond his rhetorical parlays regarding Israeli/Palestinian relations.

Bernie dipped his toes in dissent when he should have dove in.  Even with the good health only a U.S. Senator can buy, he won't likely see someone young and vital finally take that swim.

None of us will.

As we said when we were kids fighting over the last cookie, "Too bad.  So sad."


TS