This passel of clowns and mountebanks is now a generational nuisance and, as such, it apparently decided that its real purpose in our politics is as a well-financed vehicle for ratfcking the incumbent Democratic Presidents of the United States. Candidates? We don't need no stinking candidates.

From CNN:

With days to go before its previously announced mid-March deadline of finalizing plans for a third party presidential ticket, No Labels still doesn’t have a candidate or a clear plan — even as it looks to take swings at President Joe Biden ...The group’s officials now say that they have no set date and still deliberately have provided no explanation for how they will make a decision. And several prospective candidates and members who have heard the group’s pitch told CNN they have been left skeptical about the mechanics actually translating to a workable campaign.
No Labels officials – who have repeatedly said they don’t want to become a spoiler that would result in Donald Trump going back to the White House – have urged prospective candidates and others to prioritize accusing Biden of having politically toxic positions he does not actually hold. They are hoping to spread those accusations more widely next week, ahead of Biden’s annual State of the Union to Congress.

These people care about as much about the future of our democratic republic as the former president* does. They fancy themselves some sort of national conscience when, in fact, they are the quislings of self-government. They fancy themselves as above partisan politics when they are in fact the most narcissistic partisans practicing the most narcissistic politics of all. They are awash in petty grievances — Joe Lieberman, Mark Penn — and in corporate money that is frustrated because it doesn't get its calls returned the way it did back in the glory days of the Democratic Leadership Conference and the Clinton administration. They are the flotsam of economic and political policies that sank in the fall of 2008 when many of their warmest advocates broke the entire world economy and then proceeded to steal what was left of it. That was their golden age. They are the crumbled statues on a desert plain.

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Charles P Pierce is the author of four books, most recently Idiot America, and has been a working journalist since 1976. He lives near Boston and has three children.