I’m seeing a lot of hand-wringing on the intertubes about the electability of Kamala Harris, the 11th-hour campaign strategizing necessary, and whatever Agent Orange is belching about.

Fuck all that. The Dems have finally staked the right moral ground. It might not make a difference, but that’s the difference.

Progress would have been a tougher claim under Joe, that he was 2024’s agent of change —when it was uncertain he could even compete another term.

Now he really is that agent, albeit through transition. That he accepted that role (and, in doing so, became only the sixth president to willingly serve just one term) illuminated a blindingly stark difference with the GOP.

A difference we needed. It matters, what ground you choose to stand on.

Donald Trump might waltz back into the Oval Office, not despite his circus acts, but because of them. His Bible-thumping flag hags have anchored themselves so firmly to their gospel-laden, star-spangled narrative that reality has become an inconvenient afterthought.

Trump’s base is unwavering in its devotion. They see him as a savior, not a symptom. Their loyalty is both his greatest strength and the country’s greatest threat.

Democrats can now stand for more than just “not Trump.” They can offer candidates who actually represent citizens of this nation; not just the white, well-fed and penised.

Not that anything actually changes. The Supreme Court essentially ruled on the election their last term. And six of the Justices were blatantly clear: they love them some white penised backwater. Democracy be damned.

Sometimes, though, standing for change is all you can do, even if it means taking another fall.