O’Malley Hints at Democrat Corruption. “Beware the Ides of September?”

Bathroon-Server-600-LIAll the world’s a stage, and all the men and women merely players: they have their exits and their entrances; and one man in his time plays many parts, his acts being seven ages. – William Shakespeare

The New York Times reports that

Martin O’Malley had one clear chance to make waves within the Democratic National Committee, and he seized it, delivering a fiery speech Friday that condemned his party’s leadership for what he called a process “rigged” to help Hillary Rodham Clinton — namely, curtailing the number of presidential primary debates.Accusing party leaders of trying to keep Democratic ideas hidden as the Republican presidential candidates spew “racist hate” from their debate lecterns, Mr. O’Malley, the former Maryland governor and mayor of Baltimore, questioned the decision to hold “four debates and four debates only” before the first four states finish voting.

“This is totally unprecedented in our party’s history,” Mr. O’Malley said. “This sort of rigged process has never been attempted before. Whose decree is it exactly? Where did it come from? To what end? For what purpose? What national or party interest does this decree serve? How does this help us tell the story of the last eight years of Democratic progress?”

While Mr. O’Malley never named the party’s chairwoman, Representative Debbie Wasserman Schultz of Florida, his remarks about the debates were clearly aimed at her – and she sat looking grim throughout, barely clapping, and appeared angry when she shook his hand once he finished.

He did not name Mrs. Clinton in his speech, either, but Mr. O’Malley was asked afterward if he thought the debate schedule had been arranged for her benefit. “Yes, I think so. Don’t you?” he replied.

While Mr. O’Malley has been deeply critical of the party for weeks over the debate schedule, this was a frontal attack on the party’s leadership from its own stage. Without endorsements or many major donors, Mr. O’Malley has little to lose.

But he was giving voice to a complaint that a growing number of party committee members have been making privately. Those members, mindful that Mrs. Clinton’s standing in some polls has sagged lately, have been concerned about a process that could ultimately do the party a disservice.

But delivering such a raw speech startled Democrats at the party’s summer meeting, although it was met with cheers from the crowd.

Mr. O’Malley, a lifelong Democrat and onetime chairman of the Democratic Governors Association, seemed comfortable playing the insurgent as he took the stage.

He urged Democrats to draw a sharp contrast with the discourse among the Republican presidential candidates. “Silence and complacency in the face of hate is not an honorable option,” he said, alluding to Donald J. Trump’s divisive remarks about immigration and women. “We must stand before the American people and show them we have a better way.”

Mr. O’Malley pointed out that the New Hampshire debate, the only one to be held before that state’s primary, was set for a weekend in December, when many people will be distracted with Christmas shopping and family obligations. (“At home we would call that too cute by half,” he told reporters after his speech.)

First off, does O’Malley stand a snowball’s chance in you-know-where of winning the Democratic Nomination as the Party’s Presidential Candidate?

Of course not.

However, he does bring up some interesting points.

The America Democratic Party, who once and still triumphantly hails themselves as the “Party of Diversity”, have seen their line-up of potential Presidential Candidates reduced to an unknown in O’Malley and two, possibly three candidates, with a lengthy political and personal record of dubious accomplishments and personal peccadillos.

In other words, they’re a bunch of old white folks from the Northeast Corridor.

If you Libs believe that this is “diversity”, then I do not believe that you know what that word means.

O’Malley’s not-so-subtle accusation of Political corruption in the Nomination Process sounds familiar. Wasn’t it just last election that Grass-root Conservative Republicans were losing our minds over the way that a milk-toast Northeastern Moderate named Mitt Romney somehow gained the Republican Nomination as our Presidential Candidate?

Why yes, we were.

Political Corruption harkens back to the days of the Old Testament, when despotic rulers reigned with impunity…until someone even more nefarious than they were, stole their kingdom out from under them.

As regards this political intrigue regarding the Democratic Candidates for their party’s Presidential Candidate Nomination, it is beginning to line up along the lines of a Shakespearean Tragedy, with the presumed nominee, Former Secretary of State Hillary Rodham Clinton, playing the role of Julius Caesar.

At this point in the unfolding of the tragedy,  it appears that the “Roman Senators” are beginning to line up against her.

With O’Malley pointing out the behind-the-scenes machinations and “Crazy Uncle Joe” Biden receiving the blessings of Emperor Barack Hussein Obama to enter the race, if he so wishes, the gravitational pull of all of Hillary’s past transgressions, including her present E-mail Scandal, are beginning to seemingly align the stars against her.

 Has

Has the seemingly-Teflon reputation of the Clintons finally come to an end?

Will this Political Play end with Hillary being symbolically “stabbed” in the back by her former boss, the President of the United States?

…I sure hope so.

Et tu, Barack?

Until He Comes,

KJ

 

Et Tu, Roberts?

Like the overwhelming majority of Americans, I, too, am fighting disappointment and rage at the seeming betrayal of Supreme Court Justice John Roberts, even though, at the same time, I realize that God is in control.

As I was turning this unthinkable debacle over and over again in my mind, I came up with two famous quotes:

Script of Act III Julius Caesar/The play by William Shakespeare

CINNA

O Caesar,–

CAESAR

Hence! wilt thou lift up Olympus?

DECIUS BRUTUS

Great Caesar,–

CAESAR

Doth not Brutus bootless kneel?

CASCA

Speak, hands for me!

CASCA first, then the other Conspirators and BRUTUS stab CAESAR

CAESAR

Et tu, Brute! Then fall, Caesar.

Dies

CINNA

Liberty! Freedom! Tyranny is dead!

Run hence, proclaim, cry it about the streets.

CASSIUS

Some to the common pulpits, and cry out

‘Liberty, freedom, and enfranchisement!’

BRUTUS

People and senators, be not affrighted;

Fly not; stand stiff: ambition’s debt is paid.

Americans know today just how ol’ Julie felt.

The second quote is rather long. But, it summarizes the way I feel about the situation we are in as a nation.

I thought about this moment in history…so very long ago…

To avoid interference from Lieutenant-Governor Dunmore and his Royal Marines, the Second Virginia Convention met March 20, 1775 inland at Richmond–in what is now called St. John’s Church–instead of the Capitol in Williamsburg. Delegate Patrick Henry presented resolutions to raise a militia, and to put Virginia in a posture of defense. Henry’s opponents urged caution and patience until the crown replied to Congress’ latest petition for reconciliation.

On the 23rd, Henry presented a proposal to organize a volunteer company of cavalry or infantry in every Virginia county. By custom, Henry addressed himself to the Convention’s president, Peyton Randolph of Williamsburg. Henry’s words were not transcribed, but no one who heard them forgot their eloquence, or Henry’s closing words: “Give me liberty, or give me death!”

…And what have we to oppose to them? Shall we try argument? Sir, we have been trying that for the last ten years. Have we anything new to offer upon the subject? Nothing. We have held the subject up in every light of which it is capable; but it has been all in vain. Shall we resort to entreaty and humble supplication? What terms shall we find which have not been already exhausted? Let us not, I beseech you, sir, deceive ourselves. Sir, we have done everything that could be done to avert the storm which is now coming on. We have petitioned; we have remonstrated; we have supplicated; we have prostrated ourselves before the throne, and have implored its interposition to arrest the tyrannical hands of the ministry and Parliament. Our petitions have been slighted; our remonstrances have produced additional violence and insult; our supplications have been disregarded; and we have been spurned, with contempt, from the foot of the throne! In vain, after these things, may we indulge the fond hope of peace and reconciliation. There is no longer any room for hope. If we wish to be free– if we mean to preserve inviolate those inestimable privileges for which we have been so long contending–if we mean not basely to abandon the noble struggle in which we have been so long engaged, and which we have pledged ourselves never to abandon until the glorious object of our contest shall be obtained–we must fight! I repeat it, sir, we must fight! An appeal to arms and to the God of hosts is all that is left us!

They tell us, sir, that we are weak; unable to cope with so formidable an adversary. But when shall we be stronger? Will it be the next week, or the next year? Will it be when we are totally disarmed, and when a British guard shall be stationed in every house? Shall we gather strength by irresolution and inaction? Shall we acquire the means of effectual resistance by lying supinely on our backs and hugging the delusive phantom of hope, until our enemies shall have bound us hand and foot? Sir, we are not weak if we make a proper use of those means which the God of nature hath placed in our power. The millions of people, armed in the holy cause of liberty, and in such a country as that which we possess, are invincible by any force which our enemy can send against us. Besides, sir, we shall not fight our battles alone. There is a just God who presides over the destinies of nations, and who will raise up friends to fight our battles for us. The battle, sir, is not to the strong alone; it is to the vigilant, the active, the brave. Besides, sir, we have no election. If we were base enough to desire it, it is now too late to retire from the contest. There is no retreat but in submission and slavery! Our chains are forged! Their clanking may be heard on the plains of Boston! The war is inevitable–and let it come! I repeat it, sir, let it come.

It is in vain, sir, to extenuate the matter. Gentlemen may cry, Peace, Peace– but there is no peace. The war is actually begun! The next gale that sweeps from the north will bring to our ears the clash of resounding arms! Our brethren are already in the field! Why stand we here idle? What is it that gentlemen wish? What would they have? Is life so dear, or peace so sweet, as to be purchased at the price of chains and slavery? Forbid it, Almighty God! I know not what course others may take; but as for me, give me liberty or give me death!

OUR Revolution will be a peaceful one.  Our weapons will be our ballots. The outcome will be the same:  Freedom from those who would rule our lives.

November 6th, Americans will once again fire the shot heard ’round the world.