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It throws ANOTHER monkey-wrench into their works.
The disarray means little if they keep swinging back to the teabaggers and joining them in their fight.
My goal here is to cause as many of them as possible to wake up every morning and feel the need to reach for the Maalox bottle before they even get out of bed, and to make EVERY night a sleepless night. You want uncertainty? Let's GIVE 'EM uncertainty!!! Pile it on!!! Miserable and fearful and paranoid and confused and with an acid stomach and no sleep 'cause they tossed and turned all night and probably had to grab the Maalox then, too. THAT is how you want to render your enemy. When they're strong and confident and certain in their stands, and not beset by doubts and worries and insecurities and uncertainties and fears, then they're much more formidable as enemies, and much more effective on behalf of their own agenda.
When they're all shaken up and their sphincters are so tight it makes them constipated, and their stomachs are bothering them and they're starting to wonder if they're getting an ulcer, and they're starting to wonder if this is worth the fight - THAT'S where you want them. Because then, they're not on firm ground anymore. Doubts start sneaking in. They start making mistakes. Too nervous and worried to keep their eyes on the ball as effectively as they used to when they were "on their game." You want them OFF their game!!!
And if we keep on it, maybe some of them will get so shaky that they either consider defecting, or at least bowing to the poll numbers (in which VAST AND CONSISTENT MAJORITIES continue to call for shared sacrifice, taxing the super-rich and the corporations, and keeping their grubby paws off Medicare and Social Security) and voting to help their country and not just their corner of their party.
It is of MAXIMUM importance to think of, and then implement, ways to DESTABILIZE the enemy. We are at war, after all, and I'm not just talking Iraq and Afghanistan. This is cultural and social warfare. This is no time to be the nice guy, because the nice guy will cave for the sake of making peace and let the snot-nosed brat-child have his or her way AGAIN. Time for the adults to prove they're in charge. And sometimes you have to put the three-year-old throwing the tantrum in the middle of the cereal aisle at the grocery store in his/her place, and let everybody know who's the immature spoiled child and who's the mature responsible adult.
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