The media scrum framed the Trump impeachment circus, round two, as an “emotional” affair.
Headlines homed in on the “emotion” surrounding the trial. “It Tears at Your Heart. Democrats Make an Emotional Case to Senators—and America—Against Trump,” blared one of many hackneyed screamers, this one from Time.
The case made by the managers “was both meticulous and emotional,” came the repetitive refrain.
Democrat Jamie Raskin, a representative from Maryland and a lead impeachment manager, sniffed “emotionally” as he related what to him was a heartbreaking tidbit: His (privileged) daughter expressed fear of visiting the Capitol again, presumably because of the January 6 fracas. That made Jamie cry.
And when Jamie Raskin cries, normies outside Rome-on-the-Potomac laugh. Uproariously.
Impeachment managers had warned all present in the Senate chamber that evidentiary footage would be upsetting. Their presentations were “intentionally emotional,” intoned CNN’s Dana Bash, who had paired up with one Abby Phillips for the “solemn” affair. Phillips’ “coverage” of all things Trump, in scratchy vocal fry, was a reminder that the Left’s “empaneled witches and their housebroken boys are guided more by the spirit of Madame Defarge than by lady justice.”
A lady in an armadillo outfit emoted a lot. She was impeachment manager Stacey Plaskett (D-V.I.). Although not particularly fashionable or feminine, there was a ton of “emotional” praise on the internet for Plaskett’s attire. Armani’s armadillo apparel was certainly a preferred distraction to the decibels of weepy rage emitted over the Trump protest.
The “intentionally emotional” affair, the last impeachment trial conducted by the Senate, had been preceded by an even more “emotionally” bizarre “healing” coven in Congress, led by none other than Representative Alexandria Ocasio-Cortez (D-N.Y.).
Ocasio-Cortez set up an hour-long primitive, ritualistic session conducted, putatively, to purge the pain over the January 6 protest at the Capitol.
Early in February, Ocasio-Cortez’s fellow “squad” members joined her in forcing such a session, with the aim of encouraging members to talk about their “lived experience” during that Capitol Hill riot.
Big League Politics, a news website, was incredulous, reporting that “Congress [had] devolved into an AOC-led therapy session,” during which “House members cried while detailing their ‘lived experiences.’”
This American “thought” leader, Ocasio-Cortez, and her “harrowing” ordeal dominated the corporate press as well.
Here are some of the histrionic headlines about what Congress’s queen of #MeFirst solipsism claimed had traumatized her. See if you can spot the operative word that animated the writers’ impoverished text:
- “AOC reveals more personal details in new harrowing video . . .”
- “AOC shares harrowing Capitol riot experience, reveals she’s a victim of . . . ”
- “Alexandria Ocasio-Cortez recalls her harrowing . . . – CBS News”
- “’I Thought I Was Going To Die”: AOC Details Harrowing Day . . .”
It turns out that the “lived experience” of these abreacting women might have “lived” strictly in AOC’s head, since the House Office Buildings, where AOC cowered, had never been infiltrated by the protesters.
Formulaically, Ocasio-Cortez smuggled into her “lived experience” an unverified mention of sexual assault. Well, of course she did.
It transpires that Representative Rashida Tlaib (D-Minn.), who provided an incontinently unhinged account of her own “lived experienced” on that fateful day—the Democrat’s 9/11—was most certainly “not even in the Capitol during the breach.”
Still, Tlaib framed her trauma of January 6, as emanating from simply “existing as a Muslim” in America.
Representative Ayanna Pressley (D-Mass.) rose along with the Tlaib cobra to spit this venom:
[A]s a Black woman to be barricaded in my office using office furniture and water bottles on the ground in the dark, that terror—those moments of terror—is familiar in a deep and ancestral way for me . . .
. . . I want us to do everything to ensure that a breach like this never occurs at the Capitol (again) . . . But I (also) want us to address the evil and scourge that is white supremacy in this nation . . .
. . . One of the images that I’m haunted by is the Black custodial staff cleaning up the mess left by that violent white supremacist mob … That is a metaphor for America. We have been cleaning up after violent white supremacist mobs for generations—and it must end.
Note the thrust of Pressley’s words. Hers are not just injuries to an individual who happens to be a black woman: Pressley implies she was subjected to them because she is a black woman.
A man, some legislator, was then dragged in, Roman Colosseum style, to expiate before Ocasio-Cortez “for not initially recognizing his ‘privilege.’”
It goes without saying that AOC’s castle-in-the-sky “lived experience” mocks out of meaning genuine human suffering.
More to the point: Alexandria Ocasio-Cortez and her squad of progressive Democrats are not advocating “neutral principlism”—neutrality, objectivity, and equality before the law; the noble idea of “rules grounded in law, as opposed to rules-based on personal interests or beliefs.”
Differently put, Ocasio-Cortez’s theory of justice is not metaphysical but political and mercenary. Every event to her is an opportunity—AOC’s idea being to lower the burden of proof so that even events that occur only in a woman’s head can be acted upon in law.
What makes Ocasio-Cortez so cunningly effective is that she fights just like a girl, underhandedly. Her weapon of choice here is the guilt trip; her objective being to squeeze legislation out of her “harrowing,” “lived experience.”
Almost charming in her childish, exclusively lower-order thinking—what makes Ocasio-Cortez’s beguiling, baby-like behavior dangerous is that she uses the idiom of emotional anguish to derive legislative leverage.