The most extreme human fantasies about the apocalypse cast it usually as a sudden and irreversible rubicon.
A giant space rock crashes into us. An engineered virus with no natural immunity that kills in days. Nukes on the horizon.
In terms of a political apocalypse, Abigail Spanberger is more like one of Homer’s sirens. Her song has lulled the electorate to sleep. She creeps softly over us, a bug whose hard exoskeleton boasts a layer of warm human skin, injecting our institutions with low-grade acid that melts them from the inside out.
There was hope for her initially, when she won a House seat. In a closed-door meeting with other Democrats, including Pelosi, she flat out called Defund the Police “stupid,” and said it was going to cost “everyone” their “jobs.”
Like the skin wrapping her insectile form, however, the logic was simply superficial. A CIA officer by trade, Abigail knew the optics were what mattered; the effects were secondary to the song. If the effects were the goal, they could be achieved with less glaringly “stupid” lyrics.
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