So this is America’s best and brightest — or, at any rate, most expensively credentialed. Sandra Fluke has been blessed with a quarter-million dollars of elite education, and, on the evidence of Wednesday night, is entirely incapable of making a coherent argument. She has enjoyed the leisurely decade-long varsity once reserved for the minor sons of Mitteleuropean grand dukes, and she has concluded that the most urgent need facing the Brokest Nation in History is for someone else to pay for the contraception of 30-year-old children. She says the choice facing America is whether to be “a country where we mean it when we talk about personal freedom, or one where that freedom doesn’t apply to our bodies and our voices” — and, even as the words fall leaden from her lips, she doesn’t seem to comprehend that Catholic institutions think their “voices” ought to have freedom, too, or that Obamacare seizes jurisdiction over “our bodies” and has 16,000 new IRS agents ready to fine us for not making arrangements for “our” pancreases and “our” bladders that meet the approval of the commissars. Sexual liberty, even as every other liberty withers, is all that matters: A middle-school girl is free to get an abortion without parental consent, but if she puts a lemonade stand on her lawn she’ll be fined. What a bleak and reductive concept of “personal freedom.”
Consider the absurdity of a government that can force you to buy health insurance while denying states the authority to check your identification in order to ensure you actually have the right to cast a ballot. A government that can force religious organizations to disobey their moral beliefs in order to subsidize the choices of middle aged college students.
Consider the extremely high unemployment and the horribly low labor participation rate. Consider the sky high cost of gasoline and the already skyrocketing food prices. Consider the young people who are back living at their parent’s home after racking up huge student debt because there are no jobs for them. Consider the falling wealth of the middle class in the past four years.
You can pay attention to the game of Squirrel! on full display at the DNC, or you can actually pay attention to what’s happening.
Update: I’m honored to be the Blog of the Day at Pirate’s Cove. My question is: What trees?