So, let's get this straight:
The Democrats came to Philadelphia's posh
Society Hill to contemplate their navels and bloviate about how they are
committed to helping the beleaguered middle class.
They ate and drank
plentifully amidst cushy surroundings and decided that it's not their
message or policies that are wrong (surprise!) but rather, it's all in
the cosmetics -- the way they communicate the message.
egotistical and shockingly immature "leader" of the party (and sadly,
the nation as well) whined and complained and blamed his allies for the
party's problems, declaring: "If you had stood by me, none of this would
And then Uncle Joe appeared to deliver the grand finale, finding that the past six years had been "really, really hard for the
country" because the Dems made decisions "that were hard to explain."
Amidst it all, the media were shown the door and locked out of the
confab as Dem staffers escorted them to the nearest restrooms.
America -- just a few blocks from where the party's "founder," Thomas
Jefferson wrote the Declaration of Independence, this phony band of
imperious dilettantes made a mockery of everything the Founders stood