Here’s where the right and left bifurcate.
I’ll admit it, I would think about voting for a conservative rapist before I voted for a progressive if those were the only choices left. (I’d rationalize, like a moron, that maybe it wasn’t rape rape.)((Then I’d come to my senses.))
But, musing aside, let’s face it, that conservative rapist would never make it to the ticket. We wouldn’t reward such a person in a primary. They’d be long gone.
Not so for the left. A progressive would not only vote for the rapist, in a field of qualified candidates they would push for the most progressive during the primary regardless of their character. The rape would mean little to them. Why?
They can trust a rapist because the same mindset that can commit a rape is prewired to make progressive decisions. Progressives enjoy control, taking what is not theirs and inflicting pain on their prey.
“Let’s face it. … Teddy Kennedy. Remember Chappaquiddick? Am I the oldest person in the room? Chappaquiddick. I mean, a girl drowns and he abandons her and she drowned and women still voted for Teddy Kennedy. Why? Because he voted for women’s rights. That’s why. That’s the bottom line of it in my opinion. I mean, I don’t like either one of them, to tell you the truth, Teddy or Bill. They’re both dogs as far as I’m concerned. But I still will vote for Bill Clinton because he votes in my favor.”