https://www.laprogressive.com/progressive-issues/cameras-pan-to-empty-seats
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You don’t have to attend every circus just because you were invited.
Democrats should skip the State of the Union.
They already know the state of the union. We’re living in it. Grocery receipts look like ransom notes. Rights are on layaway. And Donald Trump is going to use that chamber the way he uses everything else: as a mirror.
Members of Congress are not constitutionally required to attend the State of the Union. There is no attendance sheet. No detention. No Article of the Constitution that says, “Thou shalt sit politely while being gaslit.” And and as of now—you can’t be detained or disappeared for not showing up.
Attendance is voluntary.
Voluntary.
Which means showing up to be publicly antagonized is a choice. Like agreeing to dinner with someone who already posted about you being “low energy.”
If the speech is going to be a narcissistic victory lap wrapped in grievance and self-congratulation, why lend it your face for reaction shots?
Why are we pretending this is a sacred civic ritual and has not morphed into a two-hour ego bath?
The rest of us don’t voluntarily attend events where someone who thrives on antagonizing them gets the microphone and the spotlight.
If your toxic ex invited you over to “hear their perspective” after setting your house on fire, you wouldn’t put on a blazer and sit in the front row. You’d block their number.
If your coworker scheduled a meeting just to re-list their own accomplishments while undermining yours, you’d call in sick.
If your neighbor who called the cops on you for existing asked you to come clap for them at their HOA speech, you’d suddenly have plans.
Attendance signals legitimacy.
Absence signals boundaries.
You can’t clap, grimace, or hold up cute protest signs your way out of narcissism. The only thing that unsettles it is an empty room.
Sitting it out would hit harder than another coordinated suit moment.
We’ve seen the colors. The matching pins. The little signs for the camera.
That’s not resistance. That’s wardrobe.
Let him deliver his monologue to the cameras and the caucus that worships him.
Watching the State of the Union at home? Irrelevant. Stream it. Ignore it. Hate-watch it. That’s not the point.
The point is the room.
A narcissist doesn’t crave your private viewership — he craves the people he antagonizes sitting front and center while he performs. The reaction shots. The visible tension.
That’s the reward.
Empty couches don’t sting.
Empty seats do.
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