EDITOR OF REDSTATE
Millennial Liberals Will Make You Care
Joe Therrien took out $35,000 in student loans to get a Masters of Fine Art in puppetry. Shockingly, carrying student loan debt and the claim of being an NYC Teaching Fellow, Therrien could not find a job sticking his hand up the rear end of a puppet to make its lips move. So he joined the Occupy crowd to fight the man for the market not bearing enough puppetry jobs.
Sandra Fluke went to a Catholic university and expects it to pay for her birth control and that of others. Never mind she had the money to do it herself and made sure to marry into a well to do Democratic family. She was able to get on stage at the Democratic National Convention to support an America “in which no one can charge us more than men for the exact same health insurance,” ignoring that men can’t give birth and have different bodies and all that. But men and women both need a government that can pay for their abortions.
In Texas, young liberals convinced that everyone in America agrees with them because they know no one who disagrees, support the right to kill children up to 26 weeks old merely because though they can survive outside the womb, they’re not there yet. It’s “a choice” not “a child” and “Hail Satan” if you disagree.
In Colorado, twenty and thirty somethings decide they want to legally get high. They pass a referendum that allows them to toke up as much as they want. Then they get outraged when they lose their jobs for failing employment drug tests.
Ben Sherman wants to whore around casually outside a committed relationship without a condom and, should he get the girl pregnant, believes she should be able to tinker around until just about the contractions start to kill the kid so he doesn’t have to pay for the child’s life. Fear of pregnancy “will add an anxiety to sex that will drastically undercut its joys,” so let’s not worry about responsibility when we can force taxpayers to pay to kill off the product of the joy. What does it say about this man-child’s respect for women that when given the option to A) wear a condom or B) all but force a woman to undergo a very risky and potentially dangerous medical procedure to prevent him the shame of being labeled a deadbeat dad when he inevitably deserts her if she chooses to remain pregnant, he chooses option B?
Sir Sean Eldridge, Lord of Shokan, an upper income child who claims a middle class upbringing to make himself more relatable, hooks up with another rich dude, gets “married,” and moves to the Hudson Valley to lay aristocratic claim to high office daring the peasants to challenge him on the grounds that he is an interloper. After all, he cares about gay marriage, is gay, and by God he has the money to buy the office and has opinions to share and impose so screw you people.
Two years ago, Sean Eldridge and his husband, the Facebook co-founder Chris Hughes, bought a $5 million estate in Garrison, about 50 miles north of New York City. It offered 80 acres of rolling fields and a farmhouse once owned by a Vanderbilt. It would also allow Mr. Eldridge, 26, to run for the local Congressional seat if he chose to. . . .
Mr. Eldridge is not a newcomer to tough campaigns — though he has never been a candidate. In 2011, he left law school to join Freedom to Marry, a group that pushed lawmakers in the New York Legislature to legalize same-sex marriage.
In an interview, he dismissed any suggestion that his move to the 19th District was motivated by politics. “The Hudson Valley is my home,” he said. “It’s where I work. It’s where I got married.”
Mr. Eldridge said he and his husband, who also own a loft in SoHo in Manhattan, were settling into their new upstate home. He described a routine that includes grocery shopping and dining in Woodstock, the artsy enclave nearby. “We’re very involved in the community,” he said. . . .
Eldridge, it should be noted, like Sandra Fluke, uses SKDKnickerbocker for PR.
Back in New York City, Mr. Eldridge has little need for introductions. The 4,000-square-foot loft he and Mr. Hughes own has become a hub of fund-raising receptions attended by major Democrats like Senator Kirsten E. Gillibrand of New York and Representative Nancy Pelosi of California, the House minority leader. For the White House Correspondents Dinner in Washington in April, Mr. Eldridge and Mr. Hughes were A-list invitees, appearing at the Vanity Fair-Bloomberg party at the French ambassador’s residence, which also drew Barbra Streisand.
In urban areas around America, young plaid wearing hipsters in their skinny jeans are moving into once mostly minority areas, bringing in upscale dining and entertainment, driving up property prices, and pushing the poor and lower middle class out because of property taxes and an increased cost of living. But the hipsters want to have a good time and not have to sit in a car or train to get close to work. But its okay because the hipsters support a living wage and will make the man fork over money or else. They never realize that, when the man can’t be coerced or compelled, the man just might choose the “or else.”
The millennial liberal of America is a creature who sees government as a way to get ahead and get absolution and protection from life’s mistakes. Where once one turned to family, friends, the church, and charity, the millennial liberal believes government is there to provide them their safety net so their actions can have no consequences, they can pursue their dreams without worrying if the market will bear them, and impose their own hedonism on others. Where once one turned to invention and entrepreneurial to make a name for oneself, now one must get into government and pass laws to ensure that no one can dare compete and possibly one day rival the money that got the millennial into office. All the while they can sip fancy cocktails with bacon and olives floating in them pondering why the British ever saw anything wrong with a Navy full of rum and buggery.
In short, the millennial liberal believes not so much in liberalism and the elevation of the poor or equality. The millennial liberal believes in hedonism and all government must be arranged in such a way to subsidize it and provide escape from the logical consequences of hedonism. The seven deadly sins will be subsidized, legalized, and legislated and the reward of hard work should be punished, taxed, and discouraged lest anyone dare elevate themselves from the squalor. Sweat equity only counts in the bedroom with the millennial liberal.
If you want to opt out, don’t worry. They will make you care and conform.