First, read this:

Don’t get me wrong—I like squirming, drooling, and sporadically attempting to focus on colors and shapes as much as the next guy. But of all the various activities one can choose to pursue in life, crying is tops as far as I’m concerned. In my opinion, I find nothing is more fulfilling than a good steady holler. It takes no experience to begin, and within moments, all one’s needs are instantly met!

Now, tell me this: doesn’t it sound remarkably like it applies to far-left progressive Demo weenies? Actually, it was written from the point of view of a baby. But is there a difference?