Speaker Nancy Pelosi does not believe President Trump can be removed through impeachment — the only way to do it, she said this week, is to defeat him in 2020 by a margin so “big” he cannot challenge the legitimacy of a Democratic victory.
That is something she worries about.
“We have to inoculate against that, we have to be prepared for that,” Ms. Pelosi said during an interview at the Capitol on Wednesday as she discussed her concern that Mr. Trump would not give up power voluntarily if he lost re-election by a slim margin next year.
Sitting in her office with its panoramic view of the National Mall, Ms. Pelosi — the de facto head of the Democratic Party until a presidential nominee is selected in 2020 — offered Democrats her “coldblooded” plan for decisively ridding themselves of Mr. Trump: Do not get dragged into a protracted impeachment bid that will ultimately get crushed in the Republican-controlled Senate, and do not risk alienating the moderate voters who flocked to the party in 2018 by drifting too far to the left.
If those "centrist" voters are so squishy that they cannot see the clusterfuck that is the Trump administration, perhaps they are not worth going after. Because they can't be relied on.
The other part of this that's disturbing is the idea that the Democrats are guraranteed to win the presidency in 2020. That is no sure thing. The ratfckery has already begun, masterminded by Russians with the help of outlets like the very New York Times that printed this article, by running thinly-sourced, gossipy Russian innuendo about Hunter Biden.
One thing is clear already: The media WANT a permanent Trump family dictatorship. It is our job to prevent it.
From a fond former follower:
ReplyDeleteIf you can't correctly identify a Clintonite propaganda campaign like the Russiagate mythology, perhaps it's best you return to blogging limbo rather than contribute to the carnage. Sadly, repetition by all the major media and most of the blogosphere is no indicator of verity. And do be careful not to hurt yourself dodging those non-existant chairs the imaginary Bernie Bros insist on flinging about. (I may sound hostile, but I assure you it's merely weariness.)