Saturday, December 14, 2019

The Terrible, Horrible, No Good, Very Bad Democratic Presidential Debate News

The sixth masochistic Democratic Presidential Debate scheduled for Thursday, December 19th has run into trouble.  What trouble you ask?  Just the worst.  Its awful.  Just plain awful.

Last week contract negotiations between a food service operation at Loyola Marymount University, the site of the debate, and Local 11 of Unite Here broke off.  The collective bargaining talks had been ongoing since March of this year.

Biden, Buttigieg, Klobuchar, Sanders, Steyer, Pocahontas and Yang who all qualified for the debate have threatened to skip the event vowing they would not cross the picket line of the striking workers.

The Democratic National Committee said in a statement that it was working with all parties involved to find "an acceptable resolution" that would allow the debate to go forward.

"The DNC and LMU learned of this issue earlier today and it is our understanding this matter arose within the last day," Xochitl Hinojosa, the DNC Communications Director said.  "While LMU is not a party to the negotiations between Sodexo and Unite Here Local 11, Tom Perez would absolutely not cross a picket line and would never expect our candidates to either."

What the hell are eager Democrat debate watchers going to do now?  I’ve got it!  Watch the football game.  It’s on a Thursday night, right? [checks schedule] Dammit, they’re aren’t anymore Thursday night games scheduled.  Maybe they could admire their lint ball collection again.

Well, there’s always Al Gore’s movie “An Inconvenient Sequel”.  It must be streaming on Amazon Prime or Netflix or Hulu, right?  Wasn’t that climate panic brat on the cover of Time as their Person of the Year the other day?  Yeah, that’s the ticket.

On the plus side, Uncle Joe won’t be bumbling and stumbling, and that annoying geriatric communist won’t be shouting at clouds, so there's that.

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