As I think I've mentioned before, one of the things that kind of keeps me from being swallowed by the abyss is Heather Cox Richardson's blog. It's not that she's telling me everything is going to be ok, but she is showing me historical precedents that may offer some hope.
Today's post isn't especially comforting, but it does point out the reckoning that is coming to the Republican Party.
I think.
And there is probably little that I would agree with Mitch McConnell about, but he's got Rick Scott's number. Rick Scott is a hollow man. A husk, desperately seeking to fill an aching void within by acquiring wealth and power. He was my big worry for 2024, a "Trump 2.0." Someone who could exploit all the racism and nationalism, but could do it in polite company. He's a cold, calculating son-of-a-bitch with as little empathy as Trump, but more intelligence.
It's unlikely Debbie Mucarsel-Powell will unseat him, though the race is closer than many seemingly expected. If the abortion and marijuauna amendments turn out enough voters not enamored with Scott, she may have a shot. I would welcome it as one welcomes the sunshine after a cold, dark winter.
Originally posted at Nice Marmot 08:55 Friday, 25 October 2024