Such fun we had last night, enjoying our son’s graduate school recital and hanging out with him and his friends afterward. Such grief I felt this morning on learning the results of the South Carolina primary. I suppose I should pin my hopes on Super Tuesday, since I am a Californian now. But it’s hard not to see this as the lead-up to another term for DJT.

Remember how DJT got to be president in the first place? The lords of the DNC decided that the people’s voices should be ignored, and replaced the popular favorite, Bernie Sanders, with the person whom they felt should have been elected instead of Obama, Hillary Clinton. Clinton was the kind of candidate only DNC insiders can love, a money-raiser beloved of the wealthy who toed the line with centrist policies that keep the inequality machine pumping and push the middle class into the healthcare-free gig/service economy.

That is, no someone anyone could get excited about backing, other than the fact that she is female. That would have been historic, but it just wasn’t enough. No fire, just the controlled burn of corporate marketing flares.

Biden will be the same, except much easier for his corporate overlords to control. In a Biden v Trump matchup, everyone under 35 will realize that once again, no interesting change will happen in America, so many of them will stay home, or do what they did in the last election, go to the polls to vote in the down ticket races and leave the presidential choice blank. Two old white guys, one demented and one illiterate, who cares?

The media seem to think SC results were driven by the choices of black folks. If so, I wonder whether they have forgotten Anita Hill. I wonder if they really want the racists to continue to rule, or somehow believe Biden would reverse that. I wonder if they believe that it is possible to have policies in our country that help people like them. If they don’t believe that, I suppose I should not be surprised.

I think I will go to an art museum now and stop thinking about politics until Tuesday.