As an analyst I want to believe that policies are what wins political contest but as a realist I know that is not necessarily true.
In reality the elections are not really about policies but rather some sleazy marketing scheme….that is what wins elections…..not a accurate grasp on policy.
Let’s take a closer look at the political corruption of our elections…..
Policy plays only a small role in electing candidate.
Elections are rigged by many factors. But as Noam Chomsky explains, policy plays only a small role in electing candidates.“Right after the election, President Obama won an award from the advertising industry for the best marketing campaign and the International Business Press executives were euphoric,” Chomsky recalls in the 2015 documentary Requiem for the American Dream. They said, We’ve been marketing candidates like toothpaste since Reagan. This is the greatest achievement we have.”
You may want to believe that political campaigns are about the candidate wanting to do the right thing……but I know better and so should you.
“You may want to believe that political campaigns are about the candidate wanting to do the right thing……but I know better and so should you.”…..’Also Sprach ‘ Chuq’ A’Thrustra -Apologies to Friedrich-
OH LORD OF COURSE I KNOW THIS!
My dad tried State wide politics in the 60s, (I won’t live long enuf for it to be the 2060s) In my opinion my father lost his moral/ethical compass in the process of following a dream of the unknown but alluring. He had wanted to “fix” the status quo, help the trod upon and “do the right thing” a subject he talked about to all of us from childhood on….he had been an militarily active pacifist in WWII and believed there was right and wrong. However, he seemed to stray upon becoming “political”. He seemed to have found that to appear do the right thing was even better than actually doing it. Certainly easier and made back room discussions…of which I was an attendee at times (mouse in the corner-fly on the wall)…less contentious.
At a time when he went from watching the MONKEES on TV with his kids, to yelling at us to cut our hair, lower our skirts, watch our language and always to leave mother out of the picture cuz she was so fat from the last kid that she just didn’t fit the ‘bill’ either. JERK…he became an uncle/role model of the political candidates that we are observing today; (both sides) and he lost all my respect; the respect (sorry Aretha) that I’d held for him from childhood. the respect of many other who had known him for years, the respect that many had also held for years…my dad the hero became my dad,the embarrassment to many and a prototype of the new norm. Oh hell let’s face it; politics doesn’t only make strange bedfellows…it makes bad bed fellows!
…………..But i digress………………..
I’ve passed a first level Marketing Class; at CAL-POLY, which I HATED and almost Failed….until i decided not to blow the units; to watching ads on TV and wishing I had a “cash cow”. You want to believe in something?.., Believe in god…makes about as much sense. Possibly even more than the political process but don’t tell.
Dream on…Dream on…yet and please don’t tell anyone…I STILL keep hoping someone will give enough of a crap to care about issues & goals, effects instead of what affects them. Worrying about the over all good, instead of campaigns and personal achievements. I’m toooo-tooo tired to actually do anything except bitch (i am never too tired to bitch) or indulge in this opium that almost cures insomnia; the act of just commenting. I cared once in a Galaxy…far far away…I cared and even tried. The poignant and ESThole term is “tried”.
I can even remember when I was embarrassed by oldsters such as my now self, like me; so narrowly focused, so insular, so set on their path we can’t even see there are others with perhaps even valid or possibly more effective, points of view-the others that walk beside us every day…but me listen….NOT!
I just want to go back to bed and pull the covers over my head, I’d Homo Suicide (lhee hee hee, luv that dubious) if I wasn’t so timid…failed the first time by living far longer than a REAL drunk should, failed even worse, the second time with pills, so embarrassing, now …probably won’t try again cuz I’m too tired and am still apologizing. Shit will get me someday but it doesn’t seem to be in a hurry.
So now I’m just “waiting to dance to the end of love”.
ALL I REALLY WANT TO KNOW IS HOW TO CATCH UP THE MORTGAGE BEFORE FORECLOSURE?
OR WHERE IS THAT LAST SET OF KITTENS, MAMA IS THIN SO I KNOW SOMETHING HAPPENED?
SO, IF THEY ARE DEAD IN THE HOUSE I WANT TO KNOW WHERE BEFORE SUMMER REALLY SETS IN?
DO YOU THINK 20+ semi-feral CATZ ARE TOO MUCH? AM I AN ANIMAL HOARDER or JUST AN ANIMAL SANCTUARY ADMINISTRATOR and COOK?
DONALD, DONALD WHO? WISH HILLARY WAS A WOMEN. TIRED soo soo sooo VERY TIRED!
I STILL FEEL THE BERN, but worry, at times, that i just need antacids.
SORRY chuq, off my meds cold turkey cuz my doctor doesn’t have someone to cover if he goes away and i can’t get my prescription refilled. Almost 10 days now and counting….complained but I NEED WHAT I NEED AND I NEED IT NOW. No one cares. Per the internet I might even have hallucinations from cold turkey withdrawal, so that might be enlightening and something I’ve never tried before or maybe convulsions something I’d like to avoid.
Can’t say my little Obama Baby helped much with his health care plan…but at least he tried…again with the ESThole stuff, and I did get “health care of a sorts”. It is just it doesn’t work well for the undeserving poor.
THE UDP are not the GU per se but close; they are the people that try to make a living but don’t do that very well. They (me) don’t just stop they go on, but as they do keep on trying the system doesn’t seem to work. AT least for ME, so far. I DON’t WANT a HAND OUT…who wants a “TOAD on the Dole?:…but scheeeze give me a little help or hell shelter. Apologies to Mick too.
and now it is time to say good morning from the west coast. dru
Marketing is just the application of Joseph Goebbels techniques of propaganda….just without the vile component….chuq
Oh chuq: so SORRY about that rant, ditch it if you can. You said in one sentence the point i had sort of meant to make. I need a keeper.dru
LOL….no problem…..I rather enjoy the rants….chuq
“So now I’m just ‘waiting to dance to the end of love’. “
I’d have my Canadian passport taken away if I didn’t pick up on the Leonard Cohen reference. I’m assuming you know that Dance Me To The End of Love isn’t a “love song” so much as it’s a reference to the use of Classical music string quartets made up of Jewish prisoners who were assigned to play over the screams of the dying at some Nazi death camps, right?
If so, A+.
“Dance me to your beauty with a burning violin
Dance me through the panic ’til I’m gathered safely in
Lift me like an olive branch and be my homeward dove
And dance me to the end of love.” – Lenny C.
Yup, I get an A+! Check out the last video on my post:
https://saywhatumean2say.com/2016/04/12/im-still-standing-my-life-story-told-as-a-mix-tape/
for the best video of that particular song I have ever seen, not that I don’t love Al Pacino but this is far more interpretative of the actual lyric. HOWEVER, in my opinion; all of Cohen’s songs are love songs in some way or another…just as all of his songs are political too. dru
I have been a Cohen fan since the 70’s…..brilliant song writer in the vain of Tom Waits…chuq
LOVE ’em both BUT Cohen is the “Man” every man wants to be and the “Man” every woman wants! I think I saw him first on the Smother’s Brothers but I’m not sure…all I really remember was my “gut” level reaction to him. Did you ever watch the documentary of the Isle of Wight Concert? Being older now I REALLY appreciate his “older” voice but geeeezee I’ve been a “fan” since the 70s too and his lyrics and melodies get me through some tough nights, with a little help from bukowski too. dru
Well… great post, though, to my way of thinking, not nasty enough. However, that mildness was offset nicely by dru’s reaction above. Great rant, dru; hope it helped.
Nothing left to say, though. corruption is a reality in American government, and, actually, has been so since shortly after the signing of the Constitution. But, that’s a story for another day….
gigoid, the dubious
Dammit…somehow I deleted your Paul, who? comment….sorry about that chuq
No worries… I can come back, though beyond the who? part, I don’t recall if I said anything further… but, I can replace the other part…
gigoid..
Nope that was it…Paul who? chuq
Thanx dubious, yes i do feel better; sleep when it comes, always helps. TODAY I CONQUER LACK OF PILLS…no matter what or how. Which of course has nothing to do with chuq’s posts. dru
I can relate; I spent the latter half of last year coming off an opioid I’d been on for eight years…. Sheer hell, and the fucking medical executives (I can’t find any real doctors any more; they’re all ignorant pill pushers, shills for Big Pharm and the AMA) don’t give a shit what we go through, even though they’ve created the issue in the first place… Start using MMJ; it will heal what is wrong, instead of hiding it behind a chemical filter.
gigoid
If you’re referring to reefer….started a few years ago for pain but I have a lot of respiratory problems so only use when there has been no sleep for 32 hours or aches become pain. If that was not what you’re referring to; let me know, I could use some help. I don’t take much for my anxiety/depression but the one antidepressant I take everyday, since the last Homo Suicideous Episode, is really addictive so when I WANT to stop, I need to step down, you know the drill? That wasn’t on the calendar for this month. dru
My pain is from a mangled leg…..it is opiates they help but not eliminate….
I don’t qualify for opiates…just a coo coo old woman that keeps running into the walls that i put up myself. BUT I SURE COULD use some Seconal. Oh Marilyn why did you forsake me by making “sleeping” pills so hard to get? dru
Opiates are not all they are cracked up to be…..sleeping pills does not work….so I work and read and research…..helps me cope….chuq
NOT a thing that actually might effect you is all it is cracked up to be! You have my sincere sympathy and also my sincere gratitude for enlightening me with your work…reading…and research. Helps me cope too. dru
I appreciate the kind words and glad I can help in some small way….chuq
OOOpps meant affect not effect or who the hell knows; can’t keep ’em straight no matter how hard I try. me