There are two pieces of fiction found in the name of the Democratic Leadership Council.
- They’re only nominally Democratic.
- Not only does it lack leadership, but it’s responsible for our fall from leadership.
See, it turned out that despite what the bad toupee consortium said, America actually DID want a Democratic Party that was distinguishable from the Republican Party. Rather than leadership, the DLC encouraged complete and abject capitulation. Under its guidance, Democrats spoke only the language of surrender— Not to “terr’rists” as the Republicans claimed, but to the Republicans themselves.
America spoke loudly and told us to go to hell. And they were right to do so. How could they expect us to protect them from foreign enemies when we couldn’t find the testicular fortitude to protect them from the domestic ones?
A new day dawned, as it often does in American politics. In the 2006 campaign cycle, the DLC was worse than a non-factor. It became an albatross (That’s a Samuel Taylor Coleridge reference for all those of you that complain about intellectualism) around the neck of the party. The only DLC candidate in a contested 2006 campaign was their current chairman, Harold Ford Jr. And despite being a media darling with a Newsweek cover story the week before the election and campaign appearances by Bill Clinton himself, he couldn’t find a way to win against the Keystone Cops of the Corker campaign.
So it was a bit bizarre for me to go to Crackerville (Via Kleinheider, via Chris Jackson) and see the vast number of elected officials that will grace the DLC with their presence, many of which have as little common ground with the DLC ideologically as I have with Stacey Campfield (Who frankly would fit in better with the DLC than others on the guest list).
I don’t think anyone is terribly surprised with Senator Kurita showing up there. She’s precisely the kind of official that the DLC was made for. And Henri Brooks— I voted for Novella so we could actually get someone reasonably liberal into that seat on the county commission.
But Senator Beverly Marrero? Commissioner Mulroy? Commissioner Malone? It simply does not compute.
If you must go, enjoy. Have your picture taken with Bill Clinton. Enjoy good food and drinks. Then come home and please forget everything you’ve heard from those guys. Getting electoral advice from the DLC is like having Lindsey Lohan as your sobriety coach.