Dems Discuss Policy At Summer Meeting
Osama bin Laden’s old boast about radicals loving death more than we love life was meant as a taunt against the West. But watching the Democratic Party’s descent over the last decade, you can’t help but notice an unsettling parallel.
No, they’re not detonating suicide vests in marketplaces—but they do have a strange, unrelenting obsession with death, destruction, and the politics of fear. And unlike bin Laden’s cave-bound threats, Democrats broadcast their madness on prime time television, at rallies, and in their summer committee meetings.
Trump’s mere existence broke them. That’s the unvarnished truth. He didn’t force them into psychosis—he simply stood there, and they cracked. We all know people who couldn’t handle it—friends, coworkers, relatives who suddenly became intolerable, who cut ties with family, who transformed overnight into deranged activists because the “wrong guy” was in the White House. You might have hoped it would pass. It didn’t. It metastasized.
Why? Because the leadership of their party feeds it. There isn’t a single Democrat willing to tell their voters: calm down, the world isn’t ending, fascism isn’t at the door. Instead, they escalate the panic. They’ve found that fear is easier than persuasion. Why talk about policy when you can shriek about Hitler? Why explain inflation when you can warn that Republicans want to kill your kids?
It works on the unthinking. That’s what decades of public schools pumping out entitled, illiterate, grievance-trained “activists” has produced. It’s why wealthy retirees in the suburbs spend weekends screaming in the streets instead of visiting grandkids. Their indoctrination never stopped; it simply aged.
And now, at the DNC’s summer meeting, the rhetoric has gone nuclear. Their own chair declared, “We cannot be the only party that plays by the rules anymore. Let’s grow a damn spine and get in this fight.”
Translated: Drop the pretense, drop the rules, gloves off. Coming from the party with a bloody trail of political violence behind it—from James Hodgkinson’s baseball field ambush, to the Tennessee shooter, to the would-be Trump assassin—that’s not empty talk. It’s a threat, and their base hears it as permission.
That’s how it works. Call the other side Nazis long enough, and some lunatic feels morally justified to act. And when they burn cities, loot businesses, or target opponents? The left shrugs—it was “for the greater good.” Collateral damage for progress.
This is why 2024 won’t be the end of their rage, and 2028 won’t either. Violence is the only card left in their deck. The Democratic Party has no brakes, no moderating force, no one willing to say “enough.” And if no one inside the house will stop the madness, it falls on us to do it from the outside.