Tannishblog

After a while, politics gets boring. Media is repetitive, uninspired, and still – despite all the Internet accomplishes – our main source of information. Don’t bother to stifle your yawns. Important news is never printed; Bodypolitik does not want us to know.

Most of the political blogs I read struggle to refresh the stale in much the same way as newspapers. As the new news replaces the old news, one becomes the other. Blogging off the newswire is doomed to the same procedural limitations as the MSM, yet more so for being further from the source. The sheer volume of fourth-hand virtual reporters gives way to homogenization of reportage, as surfers only read people with whom they tend to agree. I, for one cannot stomach Michele Malkin, and to peruse Powerline sends bile upward.

We are preaching to the choir, Left and Right: no one else is listening anymore. How many times need I read reinforcements of my political stance? My worldview needs no reinforcement, although it is nice to know others share it. Politicking to the likeminded is counter productive. This is not debate. The open-mindedness of Hamilton-Jeffersonian discourse is dead in America. No doubt they hated one another, as does the Left and Right, but they shared a common understanding of the healthiness of political debate. We’ve lost that.

All you who feel they harbor an open political mind can speak out now. I write in generalities, seeking an overview, a pattern. I speak for the vast majority of Americans who waste too much of themselves in the endless struggle to “get by.” Yes, there are a few of you who have more-than-average time and/or interest to follow the dichotomy of American politics. You are too few to influence the many, or to sway a vote. I note your presence now sit down.

There are always the fence-sitters, fewer these days, for whom the vast majority of political contributions are spent to knock one way or the other. They who own the most power in our upcoming elections, simply for their unpredictability, for whose indecision the rest of us must pay in tolerating banal political tripe, are the crux of what remains of political discourse in America.Should any read our bloggings and be swayed? Are we whistling into the hurricane force winds of war-weariness and political disgust? As we preach to the acolytes, will any dissenting voice wander in from the storm? While we’re all beating our drums, one question rises above all:

Does it matter?