Michael Douglas and Matt Damon in costume as Liberace and chauffeur, bodyguard, secretary, and palimony plaintiff Scott Thorson, photographed on the set of “Behind the Candelabra” in Los Angeles [Vanity Fair, October 2012]

NO SUCK ups, please. Your party and political position exist for your own amusement or delusion. You can’t impact a thing.

Unless you’re a member of the Tea Party, that much maligned and mocked political entity that continues to send shudders through our government and populace. They’ve succeeded in hamstringing the Speaker of the House John Boehner, tying Wall Street into knots, and still work to send women back to the dark ages, as well as telling their establishment that extremism is a virtue because moderation won’t protect their power. The Tea Party continues to live on to thwart Republican moderates and make progressive Democrats look fecklessly weak.

My tribe, women, have chosen to align with the Democratic Party in droves, because our civil rights are under siege, so the thought of Social Security cuts seems far less threatening than the inability to control our own body. It’s the first order of business, making girls the strongest allies the Democratic Party has today.

Whether you’re a Democrat, Republican, progressive, conservative or independent, the most alarming constant is that we no longer have co-equal branches of government, where Congress holds the Executive Branch accountable and political affiliation is considered secondary.

The Supreme Court and our national judicial landscape are political minefields.

We exist in a world of political sports teams where scoring for your side matters more than anything else, which is now called “principles,” but only applies to self-interest, with independents as much a part of the problem as anyone, because they actually think being outside the system makes a difference.

Ha!

There is only The System.

From the January/February double issue of Playboy, when combining two issues reveals just how far magazines have fallen in the new media era, Matt Damon says a mouthful:

Playboy: In December 2011 you said you would have preferred President Obama to be a “one term president with some balls who actually got stuff done.” Did you vote for him this time?

Matt Damon: Definitely. I assume there will be some Supreme Court appointments in this next term; that alone was reason to vote for him. I don’t think I said anything a lot of people weren’t thinking. It’s easier now more than ever in my life to feel the fix is in, the game is rigged and no matter how hard you work to change things, it just doesn’t matter.

This explains in a nutshell why it’s easier on your nerves and your happiness to care less about politics and the politicians in charge and think more about your own life’s work and happiness. Keeping your voting simple: the Supreme Court. Your own personal civil rights. Your money. Mr. Damon has found his perfect pill, because to choke on activism that changes nothing is the root to madness.

The bright spot for me politically this year is that I didn’t waste my vote on a third party candidate who had no allies in Congress and no chance of moving anything, but neither did I fall for the Democratic alternative, whose only success has been to show America what a moderate Republican actually looks like.

As a liberal, that doesn’t matter to me at all.

F.D.R. is dead.

Harry Truman was blunt and no nonsense, like Chris Christie, both the opposite of Barack Obama, but Truman was also the Democratic version of George W. Bush, and just as gullible to military seductions and solutions.

My Democratic Party affiliation remains a nod to sentimental nostalgia, giving me the same feeling I get when looking at True Blues by Andy Thomas, which hangs on my wall in my office.

At least John F. Kennedy thought the top military brass were fools, so he wouldn’t have been shocked or lost any sleep over David Petraeus shooting himself in the crotch.

All politicians are flawed.

I can’t name a female politician, whatever her politics or party, who could do any worse.

The System has failsafes.

photo: Vanity Fair