Happy PUMA 1-month Birthday!

It’s me, SM!  My very first post!  WordPress wouldn’t let me have a two-lettered username, so sm77 will be my “name” when I post.

 

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Wow! Our little cub of dissent has grown into a fear-inducing beast of majestic proportions, to the point that anti-PUMA sites are cropping up lately (see Governor Ed Rendell’s H.O.U.N.D.)  Anti-PUMA articles fill up with comments, brimming with conspiracy and rat-f&ckery such as the latest new rumor “PUMAs are Republicans.” Or that PUMAs are, as Riverdaughter quotes a certain orange-tinged blogger, “shrieking bands of paranoid holdouts.” 

Here at the Confluence, we all witnessed our PUMA cub’s birth on June 1st 2008 in a wee little comments section, a feline mutt that’s half Snarky and half Rebellious Defiance.  We giggled and cooed how cute and funny she turned out.  Whenever we would say her full name, it was like seeing Happy the New Year Baby’s big ears.  Party Unity My Ass, hee-hee! 

Yet Mother Riverdaughter’s muse, the inspiring Hypergraphia, retreated from the gleeful crowd.  In calm seclusion, Hypergraphia gave the cub potent megavitamins of symbolic purpose, chanted shamanic prayers of justice and taught little PUMA how stand on its own two feet.   Like watching the Aurora Borealis color a once-barren night sky, we stood in awe as PUMA arose from its tiny snark paws into a fierce beast of political dissent.  

That same day, PUMA wandered out from its birthplace, reaching official 527 status through Murphy’s PUMAPac.  Each hour-second-minute that ticked on June 1st reaching virtual light speed velocity, PUMA grew faster, bigger, stronger, charging through teh intertubez and resonated with millions of voters who agreed that something wasn’t right with the DNC/RBC ruling, famously demonstrated by PUMA Elder Priestess-in-Chief, Harriet Christian.

Then a week later on June 8^th, 2008, the PUMA Priestess-in-Prada Diane Mantouvalos and PUMA Chieftain Supreme Will Bower appeared on the MSM networks, announcing PUMAs’ arrival to the talking heads, miraculously herding a 2,000,000+ PUMA pride coalition at JustSayNoDeal.com.  Through small Midwestern towns to large cosmopolitan cities, through laptops, desktops, telephones and word-of-mouth, emails and thread comments, interviews and soundbites, the PUMA cat not just flew outta the bag, it shredded the bag to pieces.  Yummy. 

But where does PUMA get the energy to move so fast and furious, to charge through the valleys of vote-stealing politicians, through the meadows of blogger boy chicanery, scaling mountains of mainstream media hubris?   

It’s YOU.  And me.  And the people you intertube with.  And your mom, your dad, your daughter, your son, your friend, your boss, your co-worker, your convenience store clerk, your pharmacist, your dry cleaner, your pizza delivery kid, your customer service representative, your nurse, your rooftop installer, your lover, your migrant worker, your ex-boyfriend’s mom and dad, your former best-friend,  your high school teacher, your doctor.  All of YOU.

What we all have in common is that we are all life-long Democrats that defy the RBC ruling on May 31st, 2008.  We defy the sexism, the false accusations of racism, the mainstream media’s relentless drive to choose a nominee for us without having a majority of the popular votes.  And so many other things – but I digress.

PUMA, I am here to celebrate your first month of life.  Thank you for empowering me and millions of disenfranchised voters.  You gave us a voice that was taken away from us on May 31st, 2008.  Thank you for fueling us to fight the injustice that our own Democratic party has inflicted.  “One person, one vote” should not be replaced by “my candidate is better than yours so move over, bitch” politics.  And as long as the Democratic Fraternity Party appeases this un-Democratic behavior, PUMAs will pounce and growl louder than ever. 

¡Que viva los PUMAs! 

(Long live PUMAs!)