When Socialists Smarter Than AOC Come Along

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When Socialists Smarter Than AOC Come Along

by baldilocks

It’s one of those days in which I waited too late to pick out a writ­ing topic. There­fore, I invite you to read this. It’s a good sum­ma­tion of the AOC phe­nom­e­non, if a pes­simistic one.

The true moment when the game was up and Ocasio-​Cortez was reduced to a foot­note in his­tory came silently. Iron­i­cally, the woman didn’t have to utter a word.

The fatal blow came dur­ing Pres­i­dent Don­ald Trump’s State of the Union, a moment that has proved a make-​or-​break out­ing for many politi­cians. Specif­i­cally, it occurred when Pres­i­dent Trump, in one of the more uni­fy­ing rhetor­i­cal moments of the night, called for Wash­ing­ton to “embrace the bound­less poten­tial of coop­er­a­tion, com­pro­mise, and the com­mon good.” Even Pelosi had to stand up and clap, albeit half sarcastically.

But when the cam­eras cut to AOC, it was like watch­ing a sped-​up time­lapse of a rose with­er­ing. I do not say that AOC with­ered before our eyes because she failed to smile or present her­self as a nice, non-​threatening girl. The vapid smile of a fright­ened young thing try­ing to pla­cate her boss would have been equally pathetic. But smiles are not always flashed to show acqui­es­cence: some­times they are an excuse to bare one’s teeth.

It is not just that AOC did not smile pret­tily. Nei­ther did she sneer, or smirk — both of which would’ve been even more aggres­sive reac­tions. The prob­lem was that she gave no evi­dence of the unruf­fled defi­ance that had char­ac­ter­ized her per­sona up to that point. All the sassy, irre­press­ible, happy war­rior rou­tine of the pre­vi­ous few months had dis­si­pated. In their place crouched the per­sona of a sullen, hos­tile, and flus­tered teenager — made all the more absurd by the none-​too-​subtle Superhero-​style cape that she had worn for the occa­sion. Before our eyes, Super­girl trans­formed into a low bud­get Super­girl cos­player still try­ing, absurdly, to glare dag­gers at Lex Luthor.

There’s a lot more, includ­ing a dis­patch­ing of Ocasio-Cortez’s Green New Deal. And from that topic comes the pessimism.

The poi­so­nous utopian dream (…) will be expressed by voices more suc­cess­ful because more care­ful and skill­ful than AOC’s. It will come from peo­ple much harder to con­found and goad into incoherence.

Sadly, the writer is cor­rect. Our job: to keep watch and to push back.

Juli­ette Akinyi Ochieng has been blog­ging since 2003 as baldilocks. Her older blog is here. She pub­lished her first novel, Tale of the Tigers: Love is Not a Game in 2012.

Fol­low her on Face­book, Twit­ter, MeWe, and Gab.

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by baldilocks

It’s one of those days in which I waited too late to pick out a writing topic. Therefore, I invite you to read this. It’s a good summation of the AOC phenomenon, if a pessimistic one.

The true moment when the game was up and Ocasio-Cortez was reduced to a footnote in history came silently. Ironically, the woman didn’t have to utter a word.

The fatal blow came during President Donald Trump’s State of the Union, a moment that has proved a make-or-break outing for many politicians. Specifically, it occurred when President Trump, in one of the more unifying rhetorical moments of the night, called for Washington to “embrace the boundless potential of cooperation, compromise, and the common good.” Even Pelosi had to stand up and clap, albeit half sarcastically.

But when the cameras cut to AOC, it was like watching a sped-up timelapse of a rose withering. I do not say that AOC withered before our eyes because she failed to smile or present herself as a nice, non-threatening girl. The vapid smile of a frightened young thing trying to placate her boss would have been equally pathetic. But smiles are not always flashed to show acquiescence: sometimes they are an excuse to bare one’s teeth.

It is not just that AOC did not smile prettily. Neither did she sneer, or smirk—both of which would’ve been even more aggressive reactions. The problem was that she gave no evidence of the unruffled defiance that had characterized her persona up to that point. All the sassy, irrepressible, happy warrior routine of the previous few months had dissipated. In their place crouched the persona of a sullen, hostile, and flustered teenager—made all the more absurd by the none-too-subtle Superhero-style cape that she had worn for the occasion. Before our eyes, Supergirl transformed into a low budget Supergirl cosplayer still trying, absurdly, to glare daggers at Lex Luthor.

There’s a lot more, including a dispatching of Ocasio-Cortez’s Green New Deal. And from that topic comes the pessimism.

The poisonous utopian dream (…)  will be expressed by voices more successful because more careful and skillful than AOC’s. It will come from people much harder to confound and goad into incoherence.

Sadly, the writer is correct. Our job: to keep watch and to push back.

Juliette Akinyi Ochieng has been blogging since 2003 as baldilocks. Her older blog is here.  She published her first novel, Tale of the Tigers: Love is Not a Game in 2012.

Follow her on Facebook, Twitter, MeWe, and Gab.

Hit Da Tech Guy Blog’s Tip Jar or hit Juliette’s!