GOP = Ghastly Organized Putrescence Pt 1

Even listening to Samuel Barber’s Adagio for Strings on Pandora can’t take the foul turn of the GOP out of my mind. If that putrescence didn’t wake me up just now at 2AM the mistake of thinking about it won’t let me go back to sleep.

If I don’t watch out it will do to me what the damned Red Plan did and pull me into a vortex of indignation that will cost me another four years or more. Hell, I guess I’ve already spent a lifetime stewing about the turn the party has taken. Leaving it for six years helped. It just makes me feel more impotent. While I attended its Minnesota caucuses even after retiring as one of its party organizers I still felt my barbs and criticisms against it acted in some small way as a tug at its larger conscience.

As I was stewing about the attempt by Republicans who took over their legislatures in Blue States on the Tea Party’s – because the Supreme Courts unleashed of the pampered rich to spend unlimited money on political campaigns – to give Blue electoral votes to the next Republican candidate for President I wanted justice. Hell, threatening to rejoin the damn party is too feeble a gesture. If they paid no attention to me when I had remained fairly constant what would be the point after six years worth of “God’s Own Party” posts? (BTW its at 677 and counting as of this date)

I thought about setting up a new website: RenametheGOP.com. That Idea still appeals to me. I’d solicit entries for new words to fit the acronym. This post’s title was my first thought at an alternative. It doesn’t have the ring of God’s Own Party or the historical accuracy but it more aptly reflects my current disgust with the party.

What to do? Then I thought about Thomas Jefferson and I got out of bed.

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