8 June 2018 — 1714 mdt

The tyranny of those damn Democrats demanding “Unity”

I have yet to meet a person who responds well to someone who tells him “You can’t have the dinner you wanted. Get over it. Now eat this plate of cold shit, smile, smack your lips, and swear on the Holy Bible and Julia Child’s grave that it smells like roses and tastes like strawberries and cream.”

That’s what the Unity Posse of Montana’s Democratic Party is demanding of every Democrat who voted for someone other than Kathleen Williams, a flawed candidate who stands on Hillarycrat planks and has little chance of winning.

Her weaknesses notwithstanding, she’s much better than the alternative, Rep. Greg Gianforte, which is why I’ve endorsed her and will vote for her.

But I’m not going to come down like a ton of bricks on Democrats who need more time than I do to embrace her candidacy. A half century of involvement in politics has taught me that demands for instant solidarity, and for silence on disagreements with the party line, enrage and alienate good Democrats, making unity harder to achieve and decreasing the probability of winning the election.

Therefore, members of the Unity Posse, stand down. Stop demanding absolute allegiance to Williams. Stop trying to whip people into line with the party. Save your sanctimony for church. And stop trying to make good Democrats eat shit. That stinks.