The Next Generation Of Democrats

Commenting on a recent item, one of our regular readers shared with us a fulsome effusion about yesterday’s reinstallation of our nation’s chief executive.

Monday’s re-enactment of the actual swearing in, which took place on Sunday, was attended by the usual pomp and pageantry. It was attended also by a heterogeneous conglomerate of ethnic, cultural, religious and racial taxa, which happy fact caused many a tingle up many a liberal leg. Our reader comments:

The flag-waving multitudes today represented as diverse a crowd as one could imagine, in age, ethnicity, and socioeconomic status.

Yes! Our reader reminds us again of the pre-eminent importance of Diversity, the summum bonum of all goodthinkful people: that magical elixir that brings naught but increasing happiness to any community, and of which more — and more and more and more and more — is always better.

Why? Because it’s Vibrant®, that’s why!

Still puzzled? Well, just think about it: what could be better for a society’s general well-being than to have no distinguishing cultural characteristics at all? How better to improve the harmony, cohesion, political stability, and overall joie de vivre of any nation or people than to purge, by undeviating dilution, admixture, and suppression, all public preferences favoring its shared and ancient traditions of language, history, folkways, social mores, custom, religion, music, and manner?

(What’s that? You still don’t understand?? At this point I think you’d better just keep still about it, then, if you know what’s good for you. Do you have any idea what sort of impression you’re making?)

But wait, there’s more! As Vibrant® as these inauguration festivities may have been, the crowd, it seems, was not as Diverse as “one could imagine”. Not, that is, if “one” is one George Church, professor of genetics at Harvard, thanks to whose inspired vision and sedulous efforts things may soon get even better for us all.

One Comment

  1. That same Vibrant® effusion was delivered with the requisite taunting that typifies the Left’s schadenfreude in support of their false god, The Won.

    But, as that which goes around will eventually come around, these fair-weather brave-hearts will have to contend with the true God, Yahweh: Vengeance is mine, motherf*cker.

    Posted January 22, 2013 at 6:17 pm | Permalink

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