H-how dare you speak ill of the uwu smol bean that is Jimmy Carter?! Something something peanut farm something something.
Seriously though, yeah. Carter’s historic unpopularity and unwillingness to step aside are a big part of why the loss to Reagan was so overwhelming and why Reagan was able to do so much lasting harm to the country.
Yep, they were so traumatized by losing to Reagan that they abandoned everything they ever stood for and started racing right trying to find the “center” and to this day think it’s the only way to win.
Not only is it real, I saw a video that his team cut together of the moment like it was a damn Play of the Game highlight of him “owning” the Republicans. Words cannot express the depths of my hatred for Democratic leadership at this moment. This bill is going to be one of if not the most catastrophic pieces of legislation ever passed and THIS is all their so-called “resistance” amounts to?
I hate them and their strategy of “Do nothing, give the Republicans enough rope to hang themselves, then make it the responsibility of the voters to get rid of them so they don’t have to promise anything or stand for anything.” They gave 'em though rope alright, except they’re not hanging themselves, they’re diving off a cliff and the rope is tied around our waists too.
Oh yeah, for sure. Personally I see Carter as the “good version” if you can call it such a thing of the “Do-Nothing Democrat” if that makes sense. The thought that basically all Democrats have to do is be faithful stewards of the status quo and allow the arc of the universe to slowly bend towards justice. To tinker around the edges letting incrementalism and institutionalism carry them forward.
Then as time wore on more and more the Democrats would start saying “why shouldn’t I enrich myself a little? After all, all we really have to do is keep the institutions going and they’re doing that just fine on their own,” until you get to the ghouls of today. Where they’re there because they deserve to be there, and they deserve to be there because they’re there. All the while lining their own pockets and saying “Fuck you, I got mine,” to everybody else.