Dispatches from DC – March | Raheem Kassam


This article is from Raheem Kassam’s column, ‘Dispatches from DC’, originally published in the twelfth issue of the Mallard magazine, ‘Rex Est Populus’.

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Washington has wartime fever, as I imagine London does, too. Having spent as little time in the “swamp” (which happens to currently be frozen over) this month, the better dispatch comes from 34,000 ft somewhere roughly over Mt. Hope, West Virginia. 

The town’s website asserts that Mt. Hope is “the little city with the big welcome.” And little it is. The 2020 census estimation shows just about 350 families left in Mt. Hope, which has lost half its population in the past 70 years. It was a coal town, you see. And not a company coal town, either. 

Their website asserts that Mt. Hope is upbeat and eclectic. But having visited dozens of similar places in America; these communities are often in decline and denial. Their populations are dwindling. Their populations are aging. And with almost every week that passes a new Biden-era rule, regulation, or legislative instrument comes bearing down on those 1500 individuals. 

Meanwhile, it’s the children of places like Mt. Hope who are now routinely deployed to Washington, D.C., as the Biden regime suffers some of the lowest approval numbers of any administration in decades, and the Federal Bureau of Investigation continues to play dangerous games with its informants network. See Darren Beattie’s Revolver.News for more on that. 

And so, I escape again. To Palm Beach, Florida last week, and to Dallas, Texas today. There’s Mid Terms on, don’t cha know? Which means candidates are having fundraisers and as one of the few respected reporters on the political right (yeah, I don’t know either?) I duly attend with an intent to one day document my time in this scene. And it is a scene. At a recent unnamed Congressional fundraiser, one unnamed ragamuffin stunk up the stuffy country club ballroom by enjoying a marijuana cigarette on the balcony! Ok, fine, it was me. And it was actually an extremely high-end pre-roll from California. But that’s how boring these events can get. Think ‘party at the Marquis of Granby in Westminster’ but with bimbos and drugs. Ok, that actually sounds pretty good. I’m telling this wrong. 

Political fundraisers are hell for the thinking man. They’re heaven, admittedly, for the grifting man. Want a job? Want a contract? Want a donation? Want a wife? Hustle your way into fundraisers and you’ll end up with the business cards of the wealthiest men and women in the “tri-state area” (no, I don’t know what that means, either). 

It’s been fascinating being at some powerful, right-wing media and advocacy dinners over the past few weeks. Conversations led by people you would certainly have heard of. We even spent some time at Mar-a-Lago this past week. I was sworn to the American variant of the Chatham House rule for most of it, aka “please don’t tell anyone I said this, but…”. 

…but, it’s evident the U.S. right is reverting to its comfort-zone of a Reaganite, low tax, pro-war disposition. I couldn’t be more mortified hearing it. 

While Trump has scarcely done enough of late to earn an unimpeded presidential nomination for the Republican Party, the guiding philosophy behind his 2016 victory should be left unmolested. Across the country and despite Ukraine, borders and sovereignty and 1st and 2nd Amendment rights alongside restoring manufacturing so places like Mt. Hope don’t become Mt. Hell are still paramount to the swing voter. A reversion to Bidenism-lite, as the GOP has so often been, would cause all manner of disaster.

Then again, the Republicans – much like the Tories – are adept at snatching defeat from the jaws of victory. I fear that alongside some good old fashioned electoral theatrics from the Democrats in government, the complacency of the political right will once again cause them to fall short of current Congressional mid term expectations. 


Photo owned by Raheem Kassam.

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