The times that conservatives are now in are almost as if it were and old Twilight Zone TV episode. Now for you young whipper snappers, the Twilight Zone was not about vampires. Although a few episodes did show case blood suckers of one sort or the other.
Oh, and speaking of the blood suckers and the un-dead, that brings us back to politics and the life blood sucking parasites that have infested the American political process.
As a short aside, how about that Bill Maher. As he is definitely on the back side of life, within a few decades, Mr. Maher, along with his now departed fellow atheist Christopher Hitchens, will find out the truth. If the whole Christian world is wrong, bully for the 2 of them. Eat, drink and be merry. If the whole Christian world is correct…well….oops! His recent and past comments should make any of you that read this reconsider your precious time spent on this mans tripe.
And now we return to our regularly scheduled program or at least this tripe anyway. To all of you conservatives out there that haven’t made up your minds on the conservative candidate of choice for yourselves, it is almost no wonder that you haven’t. The current field is something to be seen.
It is understandable in this Tea Party era for you to feel torn on the candidates. Tea Party conservatives see the future of our Republic being squandered by our elected officials minute by minute and you want to do something. That something has to be, at least for the time being, accomplished through the ballot box. That’s reassuring isn’t it? After Gore recounting the votes in districts he’d won because he knew there were more votes there, or because of ballot boxes and votes showing up in strange places that ended with Stuart Smally, scuuze me…Al Franken becoming a U.S. Senator, it doesn’t give us much trust does it?
(Pause for aside) Although Stuart…damn it, Al, did vote against the National Defense Authorization Act which puts him on the right, as in correct, side of liberty and the Constitution. That is more than we can say about many Republicans isn’t it? Please pray for your humble correspondent for reading and agreeing with ‘AL’ and on the HuffPo even. Christopher may have just felt a cold wind blow through his new digs.
Which brings to today. Ron Paul. Ron Paul, really…I mean…REALLY? Can this be happening? Any other time having Ron Paul as a serious candidate for the Republican Presidential candidate could never happen. I know that conservatives are searching for someone to save this Republic but it aint this guy. Come on folks, Ron Paul!
Do we all of a suddenly have the urge to vote for an Islam-appeasing isolationist who wants to see Israel wiped off the map? Do we really want a President that has no problem at all with a nuclear weapon possessing Iran? Do we really want a candidate for the party that thinks that the United States is an imperial force of evil in the world? Couldn’t just vote for Obama, because at this point, Obama has the less-crazy, bad suite look about himself? Ron Paul? Really?
Conservatives feel like we are being herded in the wrong direction and we want to do something about it. Tea Party Patriots are just that. Patriots. The outlook is scary for them. The coming primary seems to come down to GOP insiders, Tea Party outsiders or part of the lunatic fringe that possess’ some good ideas at the expense of sanity and level headedness. Where can conservatives turn?
To borrow from Mr. Orwell,
‘If there is hope,’ wrote Winston, ‘it lies in the proles.’
If there was hope, it MUST lie in the proles, because only there in those swarming disregarded masses, 85 per cent of the population of Oceania, could the force to destroy the Party ever be generated. The Party could not be overthrown from within. Its enemies, if it had any enemies, had no way of coming together or even of identifying one another. Even if the legendary Brotherhood existed, as just possibly it might, it was inconceivable that its members could ever assemble in larger numbers than twos and threes. Rebellion meant a look in the eyes, an inflexion of the voice, at the most, an occasional whispered word. But the proles, if only they could somehow become conscious of their own strength. would have no need to conspire. They needed only to rise up and shake themselves like a horse shaking off flies. If they chose they could blow the Party to pieces tomorrow morning. Surely sooner or later it must occur to them to do it? And yet…! Nineteen Eighty-Four ~ Part I, Chapter 7
As conservatives, we have to find the representation that will further our ideals. But we can not do that with “The Call of Cthulhu”. By pushing too hard at this time in our Republic’s life, we could be the straw that gives Mr. Obama another 4 years. Do Tea Party Conservatives want to get Mr. Obama reelected? We must rise as a congealed mass of proles. We must not divide because we will be conquered if we do. As conservative Patriots, if we decide at this moment in history, “NOT TO SETTLE” for the lesser of two evils, we may well cause our own demise.
We may have to wait 1 more election before blowing the party apart in order to save ourselves. We, unlike some in the GOP don’t wish to, ‘destroy something in order to save it’ do we? It is a hard choice but one we must make now.
Continue Mr. Orwell,
He remembered how once he had been walking down a crowded street when a tremendous shout of hundreds of voices women’s voices–had burst from a side-street a little way ahead. It was a great formidable cry of anger and despair, a deep, loud ‘Oh-o-o-o-oh!’ that went humming on like the reverberation of a bell. His heart had leapt. It’s started! he had thought. A riot! The proles are breaking loose at last! When he had reached the spot it was to see a mob of two or three hundred women crowding round the stalls of a street market, with faces as tragic as though they had been the doomed passengers on a sinking ship. But at this moment the general despair broke down into a multitude of individual quarrels. It appeared that one of the stalls had been selling tin saucepans. They were wretched, flimsy things, but cooking-pots of any kind were always difficult to get. Now the supply had unexpectedly given out. The successful women, bumped and jostled by the rest, were trying to make off with their saucepans while dozens of others clamoured round the stall, accusing the stall-keeper of favouritism and of having more saucepans somewhere in reserve. There was a fresh outburst of yells. Two bloated women, one of them with her hair coming down, had got hold of the same saucepan and were trying to tear it out of one another’s hands. For a moment they were both tugging, and then the handle came off. Winston watched them disgustedly. And yet, just for a moment, what almost frightening power had sounded in that cry from only a few hundred throats! Why was it that they could never shout like that about anything that mattered?
Until they become conscious they will never rebel, and until after they have rebelled they cannot become conscious.
Patriots, now is not the time to allow ourselves to get caught up in a battle over a tin pot. It is time to become Conservative proles that will rise to save our Republic before Mr. Orwell’s words become a fact in our lifetimes. Let’s leave the fighting over tin pots to those that are on the Democratic Party’s crack pipe and fight over $180.00 Nikes please. We have better things to do, don’t we?