Feb 2, 2020

February 2, 2020: The Greasy Pole, Past the Graveyard, A Generational Upheaval


Walter Shapiro, a staff writer for The New Republic has reported on 10 previous presidential campaigns, dating back to the days of Ronald Reagan and Jimmy Carter. He has seen the many come and go, with many an aspirant falling by the wayside. Many climb the greasy pole, but only a few grasp the brass ring.
In the latest edition of The New Republic, Shapiro turns his attention to the darling of the Democratic mossbacks, Joe Biden. “Speaking to about 130 people at a late November town meeting in rural Knoxville, Iowa, 40 miles southeast of Des Moines, Biden gave an 11 minute stump speech without a single burst of applause until he finished. Then, for the first 20 minutes of the question period, Biden spoke to the sound of no hands clapping. It was hard not to recall the plea of Jeb Bush—another thoroughbred hopeful in the crowded 2016 GOP field: Please Clap. Amid all the many polling surprises, debate bumps, and unanticipated reversals of the 2020 Democratic campaign, there has been an unalterable truth: You never have to worry about finding parking at a Joe Biden event.” (1) Indeed, Shapiro reports that chairs are often re-arranged so that gaping holes do not appear in the audience.
Biden's campaign has tried to excuse what is so painfully apparent by telling themselves—and anyone who happens to stop by—that people already know Joe and don't need to come out to see him. A curious posture, kind of like whistling past the grave yard.
Shapiro writes that “[N]o other presidential candidate in modern times has had to defend a Washington career that stretched over hear half-century” (2) , comparing Biden to a general with over-extended and vulnerable supply lines. That he is. With the possible lone exception of the Violence Against Women Act, Joe has been remarkably consistent in his firm stands on the wrong side of every issue. From supporting the credit-card industry's financial rapes to championing NAFTA and other trade agreements, to being a cheerleader for the repeal of Glass-Steagall, and the telecommunications Act, to supporting Bill Clinton's war on “welfare as we know it”, to his support to freeze Social Security—in his words, not once, not twice, not three times...but four times—he is indeed vulnerable. An that's not even mentioning his disgraceful management of the Anita Hill hearings.
Biden's sole justification, be there any at all, is that he is here. His only rationale is that he thinks, and the Democratic establishment has so far deluded themselves into agreeing, that he is the only man who can beat Donald J. tRUMP.
But something has happened on the way to the forum. The fact is that since announcing his candidacy he has campaigned his way Down. A year ago, he was polling in the mid sixties, as a percentage of Democrats who favored Biden over the others. Today he is in a statistical dead heat with Bernie Sanders as Democrats throughout the country are casting about for another alternative. Among Democrats, only black voters still support Joe, and that may soon change as returns from Iowa and New Hampshire come in.
What we have here is more than a populist revolt. We have also a generational upheaval, the likes of which we have not seen since 1968. The young are in open revolt against The Generation of Swine,with Bernie Sanders surging in Iowa, New Hampshire, South Carolina, Nevada and California, taking leads in all these states, save South Carolina where a prominent conservative black county chairwoman has recently switched from Biden to Sanders. The ground beneath the 'establishment' is beginning to shake. A television advertisement has been produced, not by the Sanders campaign but by some people who support him, using the voice over of Bob Dylan's anthem “The Times They Are A-Changin”, in a delicious turn of the tables. The young are saying “You better start swimming, or you'll sink like a stone”, “Your old road is rapidly aging”. Indeed it is beginning to resemble the drawn aging lines on Joe Biden's face.
The Party mossbacks are now in panic. Biden is imploding before their very eyes, the ship is taking water, and they are beginning to cast about for a lifeboat. Indeed, when the votes in New Hampshire are counted, it will be the deepest Joe Biden has gone in any of this now three presidential campaigns.
Mike Bloomberg stands waiting in the wings. He has spent over a quarter of a billion dollars and is now polling around 9 per cent. The mossbacks, sensing the quick dispatch of Biden, have changed the rules so that Mike can get on the debate stage leading up to the California primary. Here the tattered remnants of the old DLC are at last showing their true colors by rallying behind a former Republican and current tycoon of Wall Street.
Imagine, if you will, a Bloomberg/tRUMP contest. One genuine facing off against one fake billionaire. The horde of deplorables pounding the table, the Democratic base yawning and staying home.
An' Br'er Putin, he jus' laugh and laugh
Convict and Imprison.
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  1. Shapiro, Walter. “A Man in Full” The New Republic. January-February . Pages 16-17
  2. Ibid. Pg 16

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