Mayor Homo Never Had A Chance
Pete Buttigieg has officially dropped out of the race for the White House. Actually, he has “suspended” his campaign, which he what is fashionable to say these days. But yeah, you can stick a fork in him, because he’s done.
The son of one of the founding members of the International Gramsci Society and translator of the notorious Quaderni dal Carcere, young Pete clearly grew up in an household full of the wrong ideas before God punished papa with a homosexual son, because the sins of the fathers, and all that.
I wonder what Gramsci would have thought of young Buttigieg? No, wait, I know! Alas, not even revolutionaries like Gramsci supported the Butt Revolution young Buttigieg was promoting.
Buttigieg’s claim to fame was as the mayor of a city that would not qualify for major office in Italy, much less in the United States. In this city, he managed to compromise the relationship with the Black community and to preside over a sharp increase in criminality statistics. Still, being a very vain man (like those people very often are), Buttigieg thought that he was ready for the Very Big Jump; or, at least, so he said, thinking from the start that even a failed run would increase his visibility, possibly propelling him to a lesser, but still brilliant glory in the future, hoped-for, Post-Trump Democratic administration.
Mayor Pete (as he came to be called, in order to sound folksy and “one of us”, which this guy certainly isn’t) had, however, a major card up his sleeve: his perversion. He was soon able to put up an impressive electoral machine, and that was fuelled by donations of rich men which, it is rumoured (and it is sensible), were more than proportionally donations of rich men afflicted by the same perversion as him. Everything went well for a while, the elegant wine caves of the sophisticates wineries in Napa Valley were open to the selected crowd of more or less effeminate rich donors, and Petra was able to do well in the small, vastly White States of Iowa and New Hampshire, where the Democrat voters barely remember the story of Sodom and, if they do, they either don’t believe it or they must think that it is out of date for some reason. In short, as a homo you can have a decent run in 2020 America, until you encounter the Real Country.
But the Real Country was not going anywhere, and was awaiting. First in Nevada, and then in South Carolina, Buttigieg showed that where even a small dose of Fear of the Lord comes in, Mayor Pete has to go out. The Latinos in Nevada and, most notably, the Blacks in South Carolina did not really gel with the wannabe Mayor of Sodom. The USS Pete was torpedoed even by Joe Biden, who barely remembers he is running for President, and sank rapidly. Wisely (because he is a homo, but he is not stupid), Mayor Pete decided to “suspend” his campaign before Super Tuesday, in order to curry favour with Bloomberg and Biden and pretend he might have gathered a number of delegates on Tuesday, rather than risk total humiliation and show the world he was going to go absolutely nowhere apart from hell.
Do not believe the stupid press (like here) telling you that Buttigieg started well but “lost momentum in recent weeks” as if this is something that could have gone differently. Buttigieg did not have a chance from the very start. You need a lot of Black votes to win a Democrat nomination, and Buttigieg never ever had them, actually showing dismal numbers among them from day one. Buttigieg was, from the very beginning, the vanity project of Pete Buttigieg and of the wealthy donors who either wanted one like them running for the White House, or liked to look progressive at the lavish parties they give, or to which they are invited.
Farewell, Mayor Pete. I wish you repentance and conversion, because I really wouldn’t want to be you, and God does not want people like you with Him.