Date: April 29th, 2025 12:50 AM
Author: buff appetizing juggernaut fanboi
"Andy Beshear Will Win 30 States, and It Won’t Matter"
SeaTTTle rots. The last time I felt optimism, a soccer mom spit expired kale into my hand and demanded a refund.
Now I am told to hope again: a new name. A new face. Andy Beshear — Kentucky’s porcelain mannequin, gently molded by the same rotting hands that turned civic life into performance art.
They say he will save us. They say he will win 30 states.
And yet:
The needles accumulate faster than ballots.
The Big Gulp-Warhammer swings heavier each year.
The Mahchine™ does not notice new governors.
I manage a Safeway on the south end of a dying city. I watch the tides. Not the oceans — those are already claimed — but the tides of human rot: the theft, the decay, the slow, sticky collapse of standards so basic that even suggesting "no tent cities on the loading dock" invites an ADA complaint.
Andy Beshear will $mile. He will say the right things. He will "fight for us," in between photo ops where the asphalt crumbles under his polished loafers.
But the Party has already ended.
The receipts were shredded years ago.
Every "victory" now is a hospice ritual. A kiss on the forehead of a country already brain-dead, nodding along as the machines beep slower and slower.
30 states. 50 states. It does not matter.
The Mahchine™ already billed us for services rendered.
The audit will not be gentle.
About the Author: Evan39 is the author of How Dare You: Memoirs from the Prole Front, a forthcoming collection of grocery store trench notes and failed HR appeals.
(http://www.autoadmit.com/thread.php?thread_id=5717846&forum_id=2#48889600)