Republicans as a party, the establishment variety, in particular, are like awkward children of privilege who get upset when their money isn’t enough to make them popular. They stamp their feet and whine, even threatening. How dare you do this, you’ll rue the day that. It’s all very annoying. But more than a few Republicans fall for it, much like large swaths of people believe the tripe that creeps out of the mouths of liberals.
For the left, the threat of preference is banishment from the collective. If you don’t get in line, you don’t belong. You’ll be outcast, marked, scorned, and probably ‘burned’ at the media stake. It’s all very medieval.
Republican insiders play the same games, but their favorite cudgel is named unity.



