I was reading some commentary by Clinton supporters today regarding the unfairness of the Democratic nomination process. At first the hindsight complaints by these people reminded me a bit of the anarcho-syndicalist mud farmers in the Monty Python's Holy Grail scene. The post-defeat populism that the Clinton campaign has adopted is a bit amusing to me. I wondered aloud if the supporters who were now complaining about the system were picketing the DNC prior to Iowa.
When I went back and watched the clip of the Python bit, it occurred to me that these people are taking on the role of the mud farmers, while their candidate is taking the role of Arthur, King of the Britons. The final metric has been set people!
The Lady of the Lake, her arm clad in the purest shimmering samite, will hold aloft Excalibur from the bosom of the water signifying by Divine Providence that she, Hillary Clinton, is to carry the Democratic banner. That is why she is your nominee!
ARTHUR: Be quiet! I order you to be quiet!
WOMAN: Order, eh -- who does he think he is?
ARTHUR: I am your king!
WOMAN: Well, I didn't vote for you.
ARTHUR: You don't vote for kings.
WOMAN: Well, 'ow did you become king then?
ARTHUR: The Lady of the Lake,
[angels sing]
her arm clad in the purest shimmering samite, held aloft Excalibur
from the bosom of the water signifying by Divine Providence that I,
Arthur, was to carry Excalibur.
[singing stops]
That is why I am your king!
DENNIS: Listen -- strange women lying in ponds distributing swords
is no basis for a system of government. Supreme executive power
derives from a mandate from the masses, not from some farcical
aquatic ceremony.
ARTHUR: Be quiet!
DENNIS: Well you can't expect to wield supreme executive power
just 'cause some watery tart threw a sword at you!
ARTHUR: Shut up!
DENNIS: I mean, if I went around sayin' I was an emperor just
because some moistened bint had lobbed a scimitar at me they'd
put me away!
ARTHUR: Shut up! Will you shut up!
DENNIS: Ah, now we see the violence inherent in the system.
ARTHUR: Shut up!
DENNIS: Oh! Come and see the violence inherent in the system!
HELP! HELP! I'm being repressed!
ARTHUR: Bloody peasant!
DENNIS: Oh, what a give away. Did you here that, did you here that,
eh? That's what I'm on about -- did you see him repressing me,
you saw it didn't you?
