Political Autopsy: None of This Is an Accident
Why Every Political Failure Still Protects the System
By Tom Hicks | The Unredacted Bastard Independent Journalist • Democracy’s Fire Alarm • Professional Shit-Stirrer
Bastard’s Law
“A system doesn’t survive this much dysfunction unless the dysfunction is doing something useful.”
Alright, let me run something by you, because this is the part that started bugging me halfway through writing all of those autopsies. At first, it felt like everything was just broken in its own way, like a bunch of separate problems all happening at once. Democrats doing their thing, Republicans doing theirs, MAGA off in its own reality, independents floating somewhere in the middle, media chasing whatever shiny thing gets attention, institutions moving like they’ve got all the time in the world to figure their shit out.
It looked like chaos.
Then it stopped looking like chaos.
It started feeling familiar in a way that’s hard to ignore. Different players, different moments, same landing spot. Like The Walking Dead after a few seasons, where you realize it doesn’t matter who survives or who shows up next, because the story keeps resetting into the same loop of bad decisions, short-term fixes, and problems that somehow never stay solved.
And once you see that, you can’t unsee it.
Because random failure doesn’t behave like that. When things are actually falling apart, the results scatter. You get collapse in one place, improvement in another, and a bunch of unpredictable outcomes in between. It’s uneven, messy, and all over the place.
This isn’t that.
This is consistent as hell, and consistency like that usually means something underneath is holding it together. Not coordinating it, not scripting it, but shaping it. Like a suspension system that keeps taking hits and somehow keeps the damn car moving forward even when the road is complete garbage. It feels unstable, but it never actually breaks.
That’s the part that should make you stop mid-thought and go, okay… what the fuck is that.
Because systems don’t keep failing the same way for years without either correcting themselves or collapsing under the weight of it. At some point, something is supposed to give. The pressure builds, the cracks spread, and eventually the whole thing either fixes itself or goes to shit.
It hasn’t.
Instead, what you’re watching is failure getting absorbed and redistributed over and over again until it stops looking like failure and starts looking like maintenance. That’s the part people miss. Not because anyone planned it, but because the incentives inside the system keep pushing behavior in the same direction, whether people realize it or not.
“If the same failures keep producing the same outcomes, you’re not looking at chaos. You’re looking at design.” — Upton Sinclair, American writer and activist
That’s the mechanism. Not coordination. Not some secret room where everyone agrees to play their part. Just a system where the incentives line up in a way that keeps producing the same behavior, even when the outcomes clearly aren’t working for the people stuck inside it.
Once you look at it that way, the pattern stops being mysterious and starts being predictable. Everyone is acting rationally inside their own lane, but when you stack those lanes together, the result is a system that never quite fixes anything because fixing it would require too many people to give up what currently works for them.
And that’s where the question changes. You stop asking why nothing is getting fixed and start asking why everything keeps landing in the same place no matter who’s in charge.
That’s structure.
You don’t have a leadership problem. You have a system that rewards the fucking problem.
Now here’s where it gets uncomfortable.
Because once you start looking at it this way, the whole thing shifts from “a bunch of broken parts” to something a lot more revealing. Not coordinated, not controlled, but reinforced in a way that keeps producing the same outcome, no matter how loud the fight gets.
And that leads to the question nobody inside the system ever wants to answer out loud.
Who actually benefits from it staying exactly like this?
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The Reality Mechanism
Here’s where this stops being a thought experiment and starts being the thing nobody in a position to fix it will ever say out loud.
This system works. Not for you. Not for the person skipping the doctor because the bill would wreck them for six months. Not for the family that did everything right and still can’t afford to live somewhere that isn’t falling apart. But for the people running the game? It works beautifully. Consistently. Year after fucking year, regardless of who wins, who loses, who gets the gavels, and who gets the concession speech.
From the outside, it looks like dysfunction. From the inside, it looks like a perfectly calibrated machine that keeps everyone exactly where they’re useful.
Democrats get to run on fixing problems they’ve had decades to fix and somehow never quite finish. The urgency stays alive, the base stays engaged, the donations keep coming, and the finish line keeps moving just far enough ahead that nobody has to actually cross it. Republicans get to burn shit down without ever being responsible for the smoke. Light the fire, blame the other side for the flames, and let outrage do the governing. MAGA gets something even more durable than policy: identity, purpose, and a war that can never end because ending it would dissolve the whole reason the tribe exists.
Independents sit in the middle, pissed off at everyone, hold the balance of power in half the country, and still wake up with no real structure and no real home. Libertarians float around the edges preaching about freedom like they’ve cracked the code, and still can’t organize their way out of a fucking paper bag when it matters. The media gets an endless chaos pipeline to monetize. Institutions protect the process and call it a principle.
Nobody fixes the root problem because the root problem pays the bills.
That’s not cynicism. That’s the ledger.
Who Benefits
This is where people flinch, because it sounds like you’re about to tell them there’s a room somewhere with a long table and a bunch of rich assholes deciding how all of this goes.
There isn’t. Which is honestly worse.
What’s actually happening doesn’t require coordination. It doesn’t require a conspiracy. It just requires incentives that all point in the same direction, and enough people rational enough to follow them. It’s a casino where the math already guarantees the house wins. Nobody has to cheat. Nobody has to meet. The game is just built that way, and the players keep showing up because every few years somebody almost beats it, and that almost is enough to keep the whole operation running.
Politics works the same goddamn way.
And every once in a while, somebody just drops the mask entirely.
Back in 2010, Mitch McConnell didn’t bother with the usual gift wrapping:
“The single most important thing we want to achieve is for President Obama to be a one-term president.” — Mitch McConnell, 2010
Take a second with that. Not a policy goal. Not a vision for the country. Not even a pretense of governing. Just a man with enormous institutional power telling you, to your face, with zero embarrassment, that his entire operational priority was making sure the other guy failed. Not America succeeding. The other guy failing.
And here’s what still doesn’t get enough oxygen: it worked. Completely. Obstruction didn’t cost him a damn thing. It paid. It paid so well that breaking government stopped being a shameful last resort and became the primary fucking strategy, because a government that can’t function is a lot easier to run against than one that delivers, and running against things carries none of the risk of actually being responsible for them.
Once that calculus locks in, dysfunction isn’t a problem you solve. It’s a resource you protect.
Gaslight Zone
Now run that logic over every election cycle you’ve lived through and watch what happens.
Most important election of your lifetime. Everything on the line. This is the moment it all changes. The rhetoric cranks up right on schedule, and it lands emotionally because sometimes the stakes actually are that serious, and your nervous system has been so thoroughly conditioned that it can’t reliably tell real urgency from manufactured urgency anymore. Which, again, is not a fucking accident.
You donate. You volunteer. You argue with relatives at dinner. You stay up until two in the morning watching results come in like it’s the only thing that matters. And then it’s over. And the same structural rot that was sitting there before is still sitting there after, just with a fresh coat of paint and some new names on the doors.
That’s not progress. That’s a treadmill with a scenery screen on the wall. You’re running hard as hell, and the view keeps changing, and you are going absolutely nowhere.
Democracy Damage Report
The long-term damage doesn’t arrive with sirens. It just settles in.
Trust corrodes in a slow grind that doesn’t reverse once it sets. Participation gets strange: more bodies showing up, fewer of them believing a clean outcome is even possible. You end up with a population that’s simultaneously more engaged and more hollowed out, people who still show up because they can’t quite bring themselves to stop, but who have quietly learned not to expect anything to actually land.
That’s worse than apathy. Apathy is just absence. What you’re building here is something colder: rational disengagement. The fully conscious conclusion that the whole apparatus is a performance and you are the audience, not the point. Not the customer. The prop.
That’s a hell of a lot harder to come back from.
Fork in the Road
At some point, you have to decide what conversation you’re actually in.
You can keep arguing about which side is less full of shit inside a system specifically engineered to absorb that argument and produce no meaningful change. You’ve seen how that goes. You’ve lived it. Or you can start asking what kind of structure would have to exist for outcomes to actually be different, and who would have to lose something for that structure to get built.
One of those conversations keeps the machine running. The other one scares the shit out of the people who need the machine to keep running.
Pick one.
Verdict
None of this is an accident. It’s a system that learned how to survive failure by spreading it just thin enough that nothing ever breaks hard enough to force a real reset. Everybody carries a piece of it. Nobody owns enough of it to fix it. The whole rotten contraption keeps rolling forward like a car with a dozen warning lights on that somehow starts every single morning, and everyone inside it made a quiet little peace with never asking why.
You’re not watching dysfunction.
You’re watching maintenance.
And if that makes you want to put your fist through something, good. It should. But your rage inside this system is not a threat to the system. It’s fuel for it. It’s been eating working-class fury for breakfast for thirty years and using it to raise money for the people causing the problem. Your outrage, channeled back into the same machine, changes exactly nothing.
Buckminster Fuller was onto this before most people were paying attention. You don’t beat a crooked game by playing it harder and hoping for different math. You build something the crooked game has no answer for. Something that makes the whole rigged setup look as stupid and obsolete as it actually is.
That’s not some naive, hopeful bullshit. That’s just how systems actually die.
“You never change things by fighting the existing reality. To change something, build a new model that makes the existing model obsolete.” — Buckminster Fuller
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