You know them. We all know them. It’s been a part of life for so long that I don’t remember life without such hypocrisy. It’s always been there, but now it’s front and center.
Republicans are telling us that it’s time to unite the Country and heal. What the actual fuck? They’ve spent years stoking the fires that led to the flashpoint of January 6, and we’re supposed to just let it go? No. And to say that if impeachment proceeds, it will incite more violence? No. They don’t get to blame people trying to hold a man accountable. Congratulations, Republicans, you’re now negotiating with terrorists.
Unity? Look, this country is not united. It’s not going to be united. Almost half of the country voted for a man who encouraged an attempted coup. Sorry, but I’m not uniting with that. I’m not working with that. If they want to reach out, go for it. Maybe it will succeed. But I won’t be extending an olive branch.
Today’s cast of characters…
Lindsey Graham. The drama queen put on a great show the night of January 6. And then he flew to the Rio Grande Valley with Trump yesterday.
The Republicans who refused to wear masks when they were in their secure locations on January 6. And spread COVID. I’m sure the three House members who now have COVID are just waiting to tell you how much they love you.
There are too many to name, but the Republicans who objected to Biden’s victory and then turned around and said the country needs unity. That list seems to bear a striking resemblance to the ones who sold their souls to the devil… er, Trump.
And while I’m at it, I’d like to give a special shoutout to our non-governor, Henry McMaster. Mr. Do As I Say, Not As I Do. Or not even that. No mask mandate. State wide open. Record cases. Record deaths. He even spent Christmas with COVID, and he’s still all about insisting that children need to be in skooool so their parents can work. Because teachers are really just daycare providers. All the while oozing that so-called southern hospitality.
Bless their cold little hearts.