Government of the people, for the people, and by the people, became government of the super sensitive, for the perpetually aggrieved, and by the passive aggressive.

Sympathy is the measure of success. Politics for the Left consists of a stream of emotional projections that don’t require actual causation. All sorts of other foundations are perfectly legitimate though – love, hate, fear, loathing, toleration, and diversity – feelings that can be subjectively molded to fit any circumstances.

This witches brew of green goo from a bottomless cauldron of umbrage gets ladled out in Elbert County on publication schedules. Each edition brings a new batch of the same old stuff. Gripe gripe bad bad shame shame wag wag. They’ve given sympathy and shaming a bad name – not by crying “wolf” but by crying “sheep”!

You used to be able to practice genuine empathy for legitimate purposes to express real charity and make a concrete difference in the life of the occasional unfortunate person. But the Left produce unfortunate people like China grows rice. They’re everywhere, they must be helped, and, “Oh Look!” There’s a Leftist ready to step up and get paid to help them.

With uncanny timing, they show up to insert themselves, in some revenue model because do-gooders have to eat too, wherever a potential victim can be imaginatively construed.

Constructive victims vastly outnumber actual victims, and they can be as phony as the Left’s remedies – schemes that only have to look plausible long enough for some public revenue to flow into the right pockets. Lock in the grant, get the pet project funded by the commissioners, sew up the budget allocation, get the appointment to control some public spending your way.

Did the remedy work? Was there a positive outcome? Was the problem solved? The questions are never asked because the answers are obvious.

I’d like to see real economics – profit and loss, return on investment – control government decision making. But in an environment of endless assured revenue where the economic law of scarcity does not really exist, I don’t see it ever happening.

But this endless passion play of emotive government is so boring and disconnected from a country founded on high idealism to answer the long-standing fundamental human challenge of man vs. state, to the safe spaces of todays government chambers full of cry bullies in need of a diaper change.

Aye yi yi.