Sanders: 21st Century Hamlet?
Classic Greek tragedy lives on today in real life. Lacking the moral fortitude demanded of a leader, Bernard of the 40 acre wood, has abdicated or abandoned many opportunities to lead. How many times? Recounting his numerous failures is unnecessary. Such a recital will either dismay or enrage those who loved or loved Bernie, the unbrave.
Earlier, I expressed remorse at the abandonment of the field of combat by Warrior Tulsi. My purpose is not to dwell on her withdrawal from combat against the political tyranny of the DNC. My purpose is to give an an analysis for your consideration about the dearth of moral fortitude of Mr. Sanders, who is more suitable to be the Mr. Rogers in his own 40 acre wood. Play with the bears possessing very little brain, as Pooh laments knowingly. Bernie, you are not up to fighting with the big boys and big girls in the bloodsport known as politics.
I come not to bury Bernie, for he is doing an admirable job of forfeiting whatever moral suasion he may have once possessed. Bernie is in the process of making his own bed at the bottom of a 6 foot deep political grave from which he will never re-emerge. Should we sing mourningful dirges at his self-entombment? No. I will not raise my voice to remember fallen heroes with feet of clay. Many here still believe in the holiness of the cause. Yes, I do believe in many Sandernista ideas but the messenger is weak, timid, cowardly. Sling your stones and arrows at me, ye faithful apostles. My armor is the sure and certain knowledge that Bernard Sanders was never a leader. Yes, an inspiring orator to whom I listened on TV and in person. But depth of vision unaccompanied by moral strength is useless. B.S. is not and never has been the leader many of us yearn for.
Once again, no recitation of his numerous failings here. I am not sadistic, although some may view this essay as such. Nor am I masochistic, having resigned myself to Warrior Tulsi abandoning the field (though I do relish her poison pill "support" for Hidin' Biden).
Please consider this video from the Duran 3/29/20 - The tragedy of Hamlet, the tragedy of Bernie.
The usual modus descensus of Greek tragic figures was hubris. Alas, Bernie was not filled with enough hubris. If he were, perhaps then he would manifest more spine. He is bereft of that anatomical structure which allows mammals to maintain an upright posture. Bernie always stops short when the opportunity its to inflict severe blows to his opponents presented. But, again, you may fill in your own choice of the numerous examples of his failure to vigorously promote his ideas where it counts and when it counts. Giving fiery speeches to adoring followers is no substitute for taking decisive action.
Don't tell me what you believe. Let your actions show what you believe.
Return to the 40 acre wood, Mr. Sanders. Play with Pooh, Tigger, Eyore and Owl. Retire to your living room, gaze into the logs slowly burning, and see your dreams of righteousness filling the land travel up the chimney with all the heat once devoted to your vision. Visions in the mist. Mirage.