You will enjoy playing it. The Democrat nominee game can be fun. A bevy of candidates, each with a compelling personal history, possessing a different persona, honed by past accomplishments and reflective of various genetic lineages. But wait, among this glorious diversity, one common thread runs through them all - they all ring the progressive bell, some louder than others, some more resonant, but all stem from calculations based on the winning Blue Wave, the one Bernie, you, and I just won.
By watching replays of Bernie’s stump speeches, an aspirant can gauge the popular response and adopt the right words. These hitch-riders of the progressive band wagon all aim for that sound bite, that Bern. At heart, they may be Clintonite neo-liberals, like Kamala Harris, or even Republican light, like Beto O’Rourke. Or they could be a blank slate, like Amy Klobuchar. What’s that you say? People are entitled to turn over a new leaf, to grow a new progressive heart? Of course they are - just not one stout enough to lead us in 2020. Maybe in time, but not yet.
The larger challenge is how to flush out the ones only pretending to be progressive. I have come up with a (ahem) fool-proof test you can administer. It is based on the supposition that no one else is confident of raising hundreds of millions from small donors the way Bernie did. Therefore, I’m counting on these closet centrists to hedge their bet by not overtly upsetting the big money. And who are the biggest of big monies? Big Pharm., AIPAC, Wall Street, Extraction industries, health insurance, and ISPs. These six constitute my test.
Here’s how it works: When you have cornered a candidate, at a Town Hall, say, lower the boom with an air-tight question about a critical interest of the big six. If the candidate sweats profusely, hem and haw, evades the question, or contradicts his position taken just weeks ago, you have your test result: a big fat “F”. You can form your own ‘truth squad’, 2 or 3 people ready with coordinated questions, allowing the contestant no chance to weasel out. Fun, ain’t it?