Along with more adjectives as well. This column is an awful example of bothsiderism (boldface mine):
Hey, America, do you like this election?
But this is what you created.
You, America, stopped listening to facts you didn’t agree with, stopped reading newspapers or watching broadcasts that didn’t entertain you or confirm what you already believed, stopped trying to understand legislation and policy, stopped bothering to engage in civil discussion or master the basics of civic responsibilities.
You, America, blame Washington for everything that’s wrong with this country, but then you tell pollsters that the federal government isn’t doing enough to help you.
It’s as if the entire Democratic primary disappeared. Yes, there was some political tussling–it is politics, after all. But the arguments and disagreements were largely substantive. Meanwhile, the Republican primary was a freakish carnival of caterwauling shit-flinging batshitloonitarians, theocrats, and con artists, culminating in the selection of a proto-facist, bigoted, serial groping conman.
The problem isn’t “voters”, the problem is Republican voters.
Meanwhile, one of the supposed perfidies of Democratic voters is… Anthony Weiner (and his weener). I assure you there isn’t a single Democratic voter who wants to hear about Weiner’s weener ever again. That was foisted on the rest of us by a scandal-loving political press corps. The other is the Democratic candidate for the mayor of Richmond, VA, whose personal life is a disaster zone. Which is the equivalent of millions of Republicans across the U.S. experiencing a mass communicable psychotic break and selecting Il Trumpe.
But both sides do it something something.
And the congregation responds: This is yet another reason why we can’t have nice things.