How did this get here?

http://valleywag.com/349733/blogger-calls-for-hillary-clintons-death

If viewed later without context they do seem like the ravings of a madman. Go figure… we live for these moments that prove Dave is actually certifiably unhinged… but alas, this is not evidence that a jury would accept after they see the context.

He’s just a boor politically and not much of a pundit.

He doesn’t vote based on platform or principle, he votes for soundbites. Take, for example, one soundbite that so many people love to spout these days “Bush is an idiot.” Okay, so his command of the English language is mediocre at best… but since when does “X is an idiot” constitute political discourse?

I do not like Hillary as a candidate one iota, nor to I care for Obama, but I can articulate reasons for it. Dave cannot. He’s all emotion, which is why he talks about voting for the candidate who stands up for another candidate… something that has zero to do with what they’re actually running for… it’d just make Dave feel warm and fuzzy.

Dave talking politics is like a mentally handicapped 15 year old talking string theory.

As a sports fan, it’s considered okay to do the “your team stinks, no, yours does,” routine. Aside from a few drunken bar fights, no one gets hurt by that. But, if you try to discuss technical or skill-related differences between two players, someone saying, “Aw, he’s crap,” doesn’t add to the discussion.

That kind of attitude is prevalent in everyday life, and Dave’s twitter feed is an example of it. He’s not trying to discuss why we should vote for or against something. He’s just trying to play the “Vote for Obama, ’cause Hillary stinks!” game. He’s not the only one, but you’d think the Inventor of the Blog would take a little more time to form a real opinion.

But this is way more than your typical “supporting Obama lets me relive the fantasy that I somehow personally ended Jim Crow by marching in a demonstration or two at college” boomer nostalgia trip. This is…

…childish. Not just the fact that he is enraged by the possibility that someone might disagree with him about who should be the Democratic nominee – heck, I spend my share of time yelling at the TV, in the privacy of my own home. Its the inability to express a coherent thought above the level of “fuck you,” coupled with the compulsion to share his rage with the largest number of people possible.

The fact that he has dedicated his life to this makes me almost as sad as the fact that he has been well compensated for it.