Nora Ephron: It's hard to be a Democrat

Clarice Feldman
Mickey Kaus points to Nora Ephron's whining at the Huffington Post, which I'll repeat with my own editorial comments interspersed:
It's hard to be a Democrat, don't you think? There's no alternative, of course, but it's hard.

[Ed: "No alternative" unless you care to actually think for yourself, I suppose, and you're not merely a lemming voting a cafe set fashion.]

Someone asked me the other day to write something about why I was a Democrat, and I had no trouble making a list of 10 reasons. Of course, five of those reasons were the Supreme Court, and the other five were more or less historical -- reasons like FDR, which is not meant to mean Franklin Delano Roosevelt exactly but some fantasy blob of Democratic values that are a distant racial memory.

[Ed: "Racial memory"? Whatever is she talking about?  "Fantasy blob of Democratic values" is more to the point -- with the party's leaders and supporters among the richest Americans who consistently support programs and policies destructive to the middle class and democracy. The Supreme Court? Can she describe with any accuracy one decision of the recent court that was wrong as a matter of law? I doubt it. She's just willing to take the hash spun by the NYT as evidence, I think. Maybe the Chief Justice has a plan to shut down Zabars, but if so it's really hush hush.]

But it's hard. It's especially hard to remember that the real enemies are the Republicans, when the Democrats tend to break your heart and the Republicans are just the boys you'd never go out with anyway.

[Ed: Nora's choice of boys to marry isn't persuasive evidence that her choices are so good; and why exactly are the Republicans "the real enemies" to her or anyone else? In real life, parties have platforms that they advance and it'd be nice to know which planks in the Republican platform make them "the enemies".]

It's hard when you watch a debate and decide that in the end you're probably going to throw your vote away in the primary and vote for someone who doesn't have a chance, like Dennis Kucinich. I mean, look at them, look at the front runners: Hillary Clinton, who can't help being Hillary Clinton; Barack Obama, who was a disappointment from the beginning and whose new-found attack mode is as dispiriting as his low energy level used to be; John Edwards, whom I am afraid I will never be able to think of again (after this week's Peggy Noonan column in the Wall Street Journal) as anything but a desperate furry little woodland animal.

[Ed: So, she concedes her party and its candidates stink, but she'll vote for them anyway. Get this gal out of the bubble. Send her on a field trip out of Manhattan.]
Mickey Kaus points to Nora Ephron's whining at the Huffington Post, which I'll repeat with my own editorial comments interspersed:
It's hard to be a Democrat, don't you think? There's no alternative, of course, but it's hard.

[Ed: "No alternative" unless you care to actually think for yourself, I suppose, and you're not merely a lemming voting a cafe set fashion.]

Someone asked me the other day to write something about why I was a Democrat, and I had no trouble making a list of 10 reasons. Of course, five of those reasons were the Supreme Court, and the other five were more or less historical -- reasons like FDR, which is not meant to mean Franklin Delano Roosevelt exactly but some fantasy blob of Democratic values that are a distant racial memory.

[Ed: "Racial memory"? Whatever is she talking about?  "Fantasy blob of Democratic values" is more to the point -- with the party's leaders and supporters among the richest Americans who consistently support programs and policies destructive to the middle class and democracy. The Supreme Court? Can she describe with any accuracy one decision of the recent court that was wrong as a matter of law? I doubt it. She's just willing to take the hash spun by the NYT as evidence, I think. Maybe the Chief Justice has a plan to shut down Zabars, but if so it's really hush hush.]

But it's hard. It's especially hard to remember that the real enemies are the Republicans, when the Democrats tend to break your heart and the Republicans are just the boys you'd never go out with anyway.

[Ed: Nora's choice of boys to marry isn't persuasive evidence that her choices are so good; and why exactly are the Republicans "the real enemies" to her or anyone else? In real life, parties have platforms that they advance and it'd be nice to know which planks in the Republican platform make them "the enemies".]

It's hard when you watch a debate and decide that in the end you're probably going to throw your vote away in the primary and vote for someone who doesn't have a chance, like Dennis Kucinich. I mean, look at them, look at the front runners: Hillary Clinton, who can't help being Hillary Clinton; Barack Obama, who was a disappointment from the beginning and whose new-found attack mode is as dispiriting as his low energy level used to be; John Edwards, whom I am afraid I will never be able to think of again (after this week's Peggy Noonan column in the Wall Street Journal) as anything but a desperate furry little woodland animal.

[Ed: So, she concedes her party and its candidates stink, but she'll vote for them anyway. Get this gal out of the bubble. Send her on a field trip out of Manhattan.]