The Washington Post Declines to Endorse Harris, Hysteria Ensues
How are we supposed to know what the paper thinks of Trump?
Our beloved Washington Post — chief #Resistance organ, flagship vessel of the chattering classes, and preferred tribune of smug blue-nosed elitists everywhere — announced today (yesterday, technically, since it’s 01:38 here) that it would not be endorsing a presidential candidate. Predictably, the reaction on the Left has basically been a collective chorus of primal caterwauling and emotional ejaculation featuring countless performative cancellations and self-righteous screeds.
This was obviously a business decision by Jeff Bezos. The Post lost $77 million last year. The fact that this money pit of left-wing activist ingrates — who honestly believe they deserve royal sinecures, like Renaissance composers — is still up and running is due solely to Bezos’ good graces. And it turns out that the obsessive #Resistance1 libtard journalism brand isn’t profitable, in large part because it resulted in the newspaper playing a key role in every single media disgrace of the past decade: Russiagate, the suppression of Hunter Biden’s laptop, concealing Biden’s cognitive incapacity, pandemania, etc. etc.
But the garment-rending over the decision not to endorse Kamala Harris is so, so ridiculous. You have to be majestically stupid to think that an endorsement from the Post’s editorial board would have an appreciable effect on the electorate, as if there were voters waiting with breathless anticipation to find out what the paper thinks of Trump. I mean, my god. Just like every other legacy media outlet, the Post abandoned any remaining vestige of impartiality and credibility by participating in Operation Deify Harris, shielding the Qween from scrutiny by way of pop mythology and the thoughtless, revolting adulation that accompanies it and working in overdrive to turn the most unpopular Vice President in American history into Barack Obama 2.0.
The fact that online media lefties are cataleptic with displeasure about this illustrates better than anything that Democrats believe it is the solemn duty of the media not to inform the public or serve as an adversarial check on power, but to advance left-wing political causes and ambitions. Take a look at the 24,000+ comments on the Post’s announcement. Just shitlib after shitlib decrying the “news” outlet they pay for because it didn’t tell everyone to vote for their preferred candidate.
And have a gander at some of the reactions from pathetic pacifier-sucking Blue-no-matter-who votaries:
It has always bothered me like hell that these idiots refer to themselves as “the resistance,” which is based on the brave French civilians who went underground to resist Nazi occupation during WWII.
1. LOL
2. The irony here is that no one needs Trump more than these pack of jackals, at least half of whom will be jobless ten minutes after the Trump circus leaves town.
3. How many lawsuits has Elon been hit with since he bought Twitter and became an official enemy of the Dems? I guess all this mass hysteria about an Admin pursuing its enemies through lawfare doesn't count when they do it?
4. People still read the Washington Post?
5. LOL
The Washington Post won't do the ritual. That's what this is about. And that's got this collection of elite beltway journos and influence peddlers, pundits, public officials, and actors all apoplectic.
Because everything up to now has been about ritual, about signaling to the tribe that they're part of the Resistance, that they cheer on the Blue Wave, that Hate Has No Home Here and No Human Is Illegal, and We're Not Going Back.
It's been about constructing a fortress of maximalist accusations and hyperbolic assessments. And the bad-faith analyses and irrational conclusions that have been a mainstay of the media complex. Men are in crisis, don't you know, and that's why they won't vote for the Kween.
The ritual is everything because these people have little else through which to display and confirm their status in ways that are socially acceptable. They are here to Defend Democracy because it is on brand with being a right-thinking Democrat that abides by the idea that oligarchies are bad, but technocracies run by Ivy League-educated elites is among the best of all possible worlds. It's the one where lines like "the most qualified candidate in history" persuades tens of millions to make the right choice. Or else.
Especially now, at the unique moment in history, which has presented an existential challenge to which they must rise as the noble protagonists they are.
For the Washington Post to not endorse Harris is tantamount to saying, "This really doesn't matter all that much." And that won't do for those who have constructed a fantasy world of disaster porn in which their fixation on Trump as Hitler/Fascist 2.0 is core to their self-image as relentless Protectors of Democracy.
And so now they undertake a ritual of their own: being performatively self-righteous -- or, I admit, possibly just delusional on a grand public scale -- in their excommunication of Bezos's broadsheet.
They affirm to one another "We are still the Good Ones, fighting the good fight." You know, with their catastrophizing screeds filtered through a kind of arrogance that dare not get its hands dirty with the business of actually listening and understanding.
The ritual has captured them, and they can't stop dancing. Too much is at stake. People will die. Enemies arrested. Only the MAGAs will be spared the camps they have been set aside for the dazzling intellects like Keith Olbermann, who once did a photo shoot of himself cowering while draped with the U.S. flag.
Maybe the funniest line in that entire compendium of righteous tweets was "The 'West Wing' Star Called It Quits on the Washington Post." You mean Bradley Whitford, the guy who, back in July, encouraged people to donate to the Biden/Harris campaign, and is now campaigning for Harris/Walz?
Who should be more offended, Daily Beast: me, for you thinking I can be influenced by news of an NPC Hollywood actor dropping their newspaper subscription, or Martin Sheen, who was the only "star" on that show?