“In Fum-Fudge great is a Lion with a proboscis, but greater by far is a Lion with no proboscis at all.” Lionizing, Edgar Poe
There is a vote for nothing.
We can desire nothing. We can think of nothing. We can move towards nothing.
We can choose nothing.
It is a very pleasant thing. I think I will do nothing today.
We love and need and want nothing, like nothing else.
When love speaks to us—and what is more desired than love?—it whispers “sweet nothings.”
When we are in pain, we always feel something: whatever is hurting us, we feel.
The opposite of pain is simply to feel—nothing.
To feel nothing is bliss.
When we are truly comfortable with a friend, we can be at ease with them—doing nothing. That’s the test of friendship.
In friendship, in love, we find it meaningful and reassuring and pleasant to be next to someone we care about, doing absolutely nothing.
Nothing is the elixir of those voting for Hillary.
Voters for Trump want lower taxes and less regulations to stimulate business and grow the economy and create jobs and wealth. They want borders against illegal immigrants for the safety and success of all Americans. Things like that. Agree with it, or not, to vote for Trump is to vote for something.
Likewise, with Jill Stein. One votes for her to help protect the environment.
The libertarian candidate, Gary Johnson. We know what that means. You are voting for the philosophy of less government and more individual freedom regarding issues that don’t harm others.
Ah, but none of these votes reach the profound bliss of nothing.
These voting choices preach good, but good with conditions: goods which are good, but which must be worked for.
But a vote for Hillary.
What is a vote for Hillary?
It is a vote for nothing.
Many people are voting for Hillary just… because… she is… a woman.
Just as strong friendships exist when two friends can hang out together doing nothing, so it is with the unconditional love of one woman for another.
You are a woman. She is a woman. That’s it. That’s enough. It is nice just knowing there is another one similar to you in your presence. And of course this can work with any group with which you identify.
Just wanna be with my peeps. Nothing more.
It is the utterly simple companionship based on nothing—just two people occupying the same space together, in the simplest kind of empathy. Nothing else is required. Nothing.
What did Hillary do when she was a senator? Everyone agrees. Nothing.
In any manner that can be measured, in terms of speech, or policy, or legislation—what has she contributed? Nothing.
What is her legacy? Nothing.
Hillary is most famous for the nothing of erased emails, the nothing of vanished documents, the nothing of unnamed villains conspiring to make it seem she has done something wrong.
In Hillary’s case, we look in vain for something. Does she have a personality? Is there anything, when we look at her?
No. There is nothing.
A vote for Hillary says: let the future be the same as the present. No change, please. Nothing.
It is her secret appeal, if she has one. No, there isn’t any appeal.
But of course, it is a greater appeal than any other.
The appeal of, and for, nothing.
And to argue with the Hillary Clinton status quo of blissful, unthinking nothing? Is there anything we can say?
No. There is nothing.
We argue for—something—in vain.