A peek into the abyss - Democratic Underground

walldude

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Tue Jun-20-06 09:28 PM
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A peek into the abyss

Last night I had the dubious honor of having to work at a Republican function. Not just any function, but The 2006 Presidents Dinner. It was, in the words of one of my co-workers, the lowest point in my career. It was also extremely creepy in a surreal kind of way. I felt like I was in the movie They Live, where aliens have taken over the government and some people were joining up with them and getting rich off it. Never in my life have I seen more uptight, snobby, rich, white, holier than thou's in one place. Most of them wore clothes that cost more than my car. They paid between $2500 and $10,000 a plate to have dinner with their fearless leader. There were 7000 of them. I wonder if they had any idea that * would only show up for 15 minutes, make a short speech and leave. The elite being snubbed by the ultra-elite, it was bizarre.
They got their moneys worth though, a nice little freep video was shown slamming Dems like Reed, Pelosi, Fiengold and others. A grating, disjointed speech by Liddy Dole rounded out the evening. Lots of Repuke rah rah and bullshit.
These were the 30%. The ones that will never waiver, their devotion to their master is bought and paid for and their lives are spent in competition for the almighty dollar. They gathered together to celebrate their superiority and flaunt their material wealth. It was the coldest room I have ever been in. Evil in a way I have never felt.
There were a couple moments of laughter amids the insanity. Watching drunken Repukes attempt to dance is always good for a chuckle. The high point of my evening came when I happened by the dessert line snaking through the dining room. A few hundred freeps standing in line to get their share of about 200 tiny pastries. So every few minutes I would wander near the dessert table to wait to see what would happen when the food ran out. When they got down to about 10 little pastries there were at least 100 people still in line. I looked at the guy approaching the table, he had a toupee on his head that looked like 2 squirrels humping. He was pretty drunk and he had about 5 of these "presidential goblets" people were taking home in one of his hands. He stumbled up to the table and picked up a plate. He stood in front of the last few pastries, goblets in one had, his plate in the other, seriously contemplating just how he's going to pick up his pastries with 2 full hands. He decides, with all the class of a freeper, to put his plate down and just start eating his dessert right there at the table. There was a family with a little girl in line behind him and I watched the little girls eyes get big as saucers as this drunken shmoe shoved every last pastry down his throat, smiling at the little girl as he licked his lips and stumbled away. It was a better metaphor for the entire mindset of these people than anyone could ever make up. The drunken, vain asshole smiling as he took a little girls piece of cake. I pictured the little girl years later, Ann Coulter for a new generation, who learned over and over, in many small ways, that it's everyone for themselves.
I know there's been alot of animosity on DU lately. I wish everyone on DU could have been there last night to peer into the face of the real enemy....