I think that’s the bad part. People take it too far, like complaining about her dancing instead of focusing on just the ignorant shit she says. I think that’s why people love to defend her for everythingI don’t know much about this person but I have an uncle who sure loves to post about her. I’d unfollow him but sometimes it’s fun to see what the right side believes. Same with he left.
Sorry that was more directed to Nebraska, as he has had an issue with me criticizing her (even though it’s only been like 2-3 times]Anyone can criticize anyone, as far as I know.
I agreeThe idea that her inexperience is analogous to Trump's is pure idiocy, in the true sense of the word. Of course she is inexperienced, she's 29 years old. But the power she wields is as one member of a 435 member body. She has had one month in office.
I see this as well, but it’s not to say that everyone who is discrediting her is doing so to discredit democrats in general. I’m not sure bahone here hasThe people that jump on the bandwagon of discrediting her are using it to discredit democrats in general, youth citizens as a whole, and the idea that working for some sort equitable society is immature and ignorant.
I agree with this (and in the past I’ve shared my opinion that Trump is to blame for the wave of inexperienced politicians.I'm of the opinion that she really needs no recognition at this point and that we will see how she conducts herself as time goes on. I do understand the general discontent with the state of politics and politicians as a whole. I do not agree that we need, as a principle, to elect representatives that have little to no experience.
All of the blithe, occasionally lethal childishness of American political culture was on display Tuesday night during Donald Trump’s second State of the Union address. Most of what’s wrong with the speech predates the current Administration—you can’t blame Trump for the cowardly game of who claps when, or the emphasis, amid intractable ideological conflict, on “unity,” or the persistent presence of Rick Santorum on CNN, or the tacky, exploitative tradition of dragging, say, sick kids, belatedly emancipated prisoners, and the families of recently murdered Americans onto the balcony of the chamber of the House of Representatives to be mentioned less as people than as momentary props. Each practice is longstanding; nobody deserves credit for noticing their fraudulence only when the guy behind the podium is a racist, and a liar, and a creep. The whole thing feels like a sick game, except for the fact—and here is one of our deepest national paradoxes—that the ideas expressed, no matter how stupid the speaker or silly the venue, are, for many people in America and elsewhere, a matter of life or death.
This, I think, is why I felt a sense of odd identification at the sight of Alexandria Ocasio-Cortez, who was enduring the spectacle live for the first time. At most points during the night, she looked sincerely forlorn—eyes wide, mouth falling. She’s a politician, a very good one, attuned ingeniously to images and attitudes and their reception by the public, and therefore couldn’t help but participate: she wore a white, slitted, futuristic cape, joining her Democratic women colleagues in a visually haunting tribute to last century’s suffragettes. She also wore a pin bearing the face of Jakelin Caal Maquin, a seven-year-old Guatemalan girl who, in December, died of “dehydration and shock” while in the custody of U.S. Customs and Border Protection. It’s true that much of Ocasio-Cortez’s appeal has to do with her frank and fluid way of expressing a politics whose particulars are increasingly popular across the country. But some of it feels substitutionary, having something to do with her status as an ambassador from everyday life—still so much like the rest of us who follow politics, caught between complicit spectatorship and horror at the seriousness at hand. One darkly funny gif starts in a tight shot around her downcast face, then pans out slowly, showing her applauding colleagues. Joe Manchin, the Democratic senator from West Virginia, who seems to believe in little if anything at all, stands clapping and grinning, like a dad between innings at the park. Ocasio-Cortez looks like she’s wondering just what kind of club she worked so hard to join.