Ahh, simpler times. Yes? You know? Back when? Not so many years ago, when we were laughing about a whole kookball buffet of socio-pathetic phenomena like abstinence education, fundamentalist zealots waving Bibles like wiffle bats, Hummers as mutant status symbols, failed trillion-dollar wars, promise rings and purity balls, Prop 8 Mormons and gay meth-snorting megachurch pastors and maybe, just maybe, getting a nice batch of anthrax in the mail?
It all seems so innocent now, so clear and silly and simple and perky and polarizing and infuriating and loud, and it all made a weird sort of sense, in the bloodthirsty, shameful context of the times: the world's worst president, the U.S. as petulant child, the political moral compass gone haywire.
You could map reactions in the media. You could predict outcomes. You could count on a fresh right-wing atrocity, a new embarrassment every single day.
Behold! How much has changed. Here in the midpoint of the year of our collective psychosis that is 2011, we find ourselves at a truly bizarro stage of American evolution, a belching hiccup of timespace where fewer things seem to make sense, absolutely anything goes in the political arena, and no one -- especially those on the right -- make even the slightest effort to conceal their outright abhorrence of you, me, their own constituents, the middle class, love and sex and time, science and reason and health. ...
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