While we are on the subject of eulogies, or phantom burial rites, we must note that Bernie Sanders, the socialist senator from Vermont who brought nearly nothing new, not even enthusiasm among voters, to his second run decided Wednesday to again abandon his campaign for the Democratic presidential nomination – the one that had been predictably and now tiresomely shaped around the claim that the source of all our problems is wealth. And corporations.
We will grant Sanders this on his passing from the scene: He was not a bad person, really. He sincerely believed what he was peddling. And such a monomania has a certain appeal to undergraduates, the way the writings of Carl Jung might if you are not careful, or Ayn Rand. But what we have learned again is that people who think Sanders’ derivative hypotheses are the bee’s knees and play at revolution are not the same people at any given time who are inclined to show up and vote or even to vote by mail. We suppose this is a nifty system that way, like a self-cleaning appliance.
Alas, we cannot say we will miss Bernie.
Did we need a candidate who flattered the nation’s paranoia?
We did not. One at a time is more than enough, thanks.
