This rant explores uncharted territory where no rational human has ventured before -- the mind of a Democrat.

What makes them tick?  Why do Donks prevail in so many snooty provinces, like academia, the arts, media and culture?  While Republicans stoically perform the nation’s real but un-prestigious work, like business, construction, and manufacturing?     

The answer is simple.  

Remember "the clique" in high school?  It was a small, self-centered group of the most popular kids.  The football team captain, head cheerleader, senior class president, richest jerk, funniest drunk, etc.  You know the type, pretentious, supercilious snobs.    

Clique members didn't talk to the school's common riff-raff, who were on the outside, trying to get in.  Maybe a persistent wannabe was admitted once in a while, mostly for the fun of tormenting him, but in general the favored few zealously guarded their bubble of superiority and arrogance.

Guess what.  The clique still abides, only it's grown a lot bigger.  It's called the Democratic Party.  

The Donkey Clique is for anyone who seeks self-identity but hasn’t a clue how to earn it.  A way to be different and better, to stand out from the nerdy crowd without achieving a thing.  It wasn’t for nothing that President Obama was given the Peace Prize, when he had achieved no peace.  He’s a clique leader, and that’s enough.  

Say you’re out of high school, but still lack status. You've tried nose-piercing to no avail; people laughed at the snot dripping out.  The snake tattoo around your neck didn’t draw admiring stares.  Dirty, baggy pants; exposed underwear; rainbow-tufted hair; chew tobacco stains; and camel fleas crawling out from your underarms went for naught.

Nobody noticed you.  Then, in desperation, you made a startling discovery.  The nation’s social and leadership elite had one thing in common -- all were card-carrying Democrats!  Just by joining them you could gain instant status.  And you could keep your baggy pants and fleas, they’d be a status symbol among the other anointed!  Your statement of contempt for middle-class moralism!

Oh, it's so heart-warming and touchy-feely good to be among the elite snobs who fancy themselves the best and the brightest.  The great part is, your drugged-out friends, even your dysfunctional family will all be welcomed, even admired.  All anyone has to do is join the party and voila! they have total Moral Superiority (in their own mind) over the slobs who aren’t members.  It’s their version of Muslim extremists deeming everyone else “infidels”, or India’s upper-class shunning “Untouchables”.

As a newly-hatched Democrat, you quickly learn to follow the dictates of  your  clique’s leaders.  It sounds really good -- they want to save the world!  What could be nobler than that?  Feed the hungry, stop pollution, spread the wealth.  It’s so fine, so virtuous.  Shame on those rich, evil Republicans and conservatives who want to do the exact opposite.  Or at least that’s what you’re told, and a good team player doesn’t question the captain.  Besides, the same partisan message is reinforced on all the nightly TV joke shows, not to mention the music blasting from your player.  Your main intellectual sources.

You’re proud to be in the “party of the little guy”, even if it’s financed by millionaires and billionaires.  They’re altruistic and just want to help those less fortunate than themselves.  Well, maybe they make a buck or two in the process -- you notice Al Gore could pocket $1 billion for himself from international efforts to combat climate change -- but overall, they’re swell guys.  Real Democrats, like you.

One thing you do perceive: your party leaders seem to be congenital bosses, who lust to tell other people -- their inferiors -- what to do.  And they’ve found the perfect outlet for their obsession, the government.  That’s pretty much all they’re interested in.  They want it to be bigger and better, so they’ll be bigger and better.  With its colossal power, they can not only force disbelievers to accept their grandiose social engineering, but pay the cost too.  It’s miraculous, and you're part of it!           

Okay, an occasional word of disapproval shows up on alternative media, while you’re surfing.  Bigots claiming the world doesn’t want to be saved, that Democratic programs cost too much, or whatever.  Obviously, these skeptics have to be silenced.  Your clique
tries to make things better, while the opposition resists change.  It’s the intent that counts, not actual results.  So what if there’s been waste, destruction and other unintended consequences?  Saving the world is tough.  With bigger programs and a few more trillion, though, we’ll get it right.  Someday.  So, pay up!

Health care reform is a case-in-point.  Disbelievers call it a dumb-arse trillion-dollar socialist medicine scheme.  But our Donk Wonks in Congress are now perfecting the monstrosity, even though more than half the nation opposes it.  “We got the power, baby, and we’re gonna shove it down your throat -- even if you have to enjoy its benefits in jail, because you won’t pay,” they seem to be saying.

Face it, you can’t beat us, so join us.  Forget all the alleged facts, the issues, the arguments.  It’s our team against yours, and we’ll win.  That’s the Democratic mindset,  the high school clique, frozen in time.          

Ever notice jeans-makers sell their product on TV by focusing-in on the wearer’s butt?  When searching for the Democratic mentality, you have to do the same. 

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