“I’ve a most horrible feeling – as if something were hanging over us,” said Lucy.
Wednesday Night, in the final debate before “Super Tuesday,” Huckabee pressed his class warfare and complained about the debate accomodations on the second tier, Ron Paul focused on the one issue where it would seem he can’t win a majority of Republicans, and McCain and Romney wrestled over which of them was the “true conservative.”
When Ronald Reagan took the stage in 1976 there was no such question anywhere in America. There was no question who represented the heart and soul of the conservative movement. The media made no false pretense at annointing their pet “conservative.” There was no skunk’s coronation because they knew they faced a lion. They only wimpered that he was “too extreme, ” “Dangerous!” The only question was whether the GOP, or the nation, was conservative enough.
Reagan was cheated out of the nomination that year by the GOP left. The Party lost the Presidency as a result. But the marching drums had begun to beat and across America troops gathered.
Four years later, in 1980, we faced another elitist clone, an openly pro-abortion George Bush who called free enterprise “voodoo,” and gathered around himself the leaders of that same, media-pleasing, big government, GOP Left. But the grassroots revolted, the aristocrats lost, Reagan took the nomination and we became a conservative Party.
But Since 1988, precisely because we chose Reagan’s VP as our nominee to succeed him, those same “voodoo” operatives, wearing disguises and masks, have run our Party.
Into the ground.
In 1988 Jack Kemp had said if we chose George Bush as our nominee for President the Reagan Revolution was over. Truer words were never spoken. The pragmatists have copied the Gipper’s phrases, praised his name, and used his image… for deception and the destruction of what he stood for. Asserting themselves to be Reagan’s heirs, they made government bigger, badder, more intrusive and less Constitutional. It’s what their candidates are offering now.
Now the Media/GOP elite celebrants can scarcely conceal their glee. Now they have consolidated their hegemony. Now they pat themselves on the back for their expertise. Huckabee having played his role perfectly; the snake-handling snake oil salesman, leading captive the silly women of the church so the Men of Business and Government could divide up the estate. Now it’s just housekeeping measures; the Lion has been thwarted. It is a Celebration of the Lizards.
“…such people! Ogres with monstrous teeth, and wolves, and bull-headed men; spirts of evil trees and poisonous plants; and other creatures whom I won’t describe… Cruels and Hags and Incubuses, Wraiths, Horrors, Efreets, Sprites, Orknies, Wooses and Ettins.
A howl and a gibber of dismay went up from the creatures when they first saw the great Lion pacing towards them, and for a moment the Witch herself seemed to be struck with fear.
The hags made a dart at him and shrieked with triumph when they found that he made no resistance at all. …shouting and cheering as if they had done something brave…
But he never moved. And this seemed to enrage all that rabble. Theose who had been afraid to come near him even after he was bound began to find their courage, and for a few minutes the two girls could not even see him-so thickly was he surrounded by the whole crowd of creatures kicking him, hitting him, spitting on him, jeering at him.
At any other time they would have trembled with fear; but now the sadness and shame and horror… filled their minds that they hardly thought of it.”
The elite (not still under contract to “Massachusetts”) now gather around McCain, talking environmentalism, laughing at the base, cashing in their chips. We’ve seen The Set-Up; The Hook; The Tale; The Wire; The Shut Out; and The Sting. They have muzzled the conservative voice. Shall we lick our wounds and cut our losses?
Will there be any “next time”?
Today we stand on the precipice of the wholesale destruction of, not just the Reagan Revolution (that fact was acomplished a long time ago), but the Republican Party that remains. The grassroots stalwarts who have been patiently waiting all these years for the Party to get back on message are those upon whose faces the RNC has just walked.
Smite the shepherd and the sheep shall be scattered.
We stand on the threshold of socialized medicine, of an open welcome to 100 million new marxist-minded voters who don’t even speak english (and will cost existing taxpayers, at today’s rates, close to two TRILLION dollars AYEAR, every year), and of a dynasty of bureaucratic environmental communism literally destroying American industry and rescinding property rights as a sacrificial offering to “save the planet,”
BROUGHT TO YOU BY REPUBLICANS.
They’ve brought us to the brink of destruction and they did it with treachery. I’m mad as hell and I’m not going to take it anymore.
There is no settling down! This is blood for blood and by the gallon. These are the old days, the bad days, the all-or-nothing days. They’re back! There’s no choice left. And I’m ready for war.
Screw Iraq. We need to save America from these lawless Constitutional Counterfeits.
For more than a year, we felt the most important thing to get across to Republicans was that the “Mainstream” choices of our disingenuous pragmatic elite; McCain, Giuliani, Romney and, later, Huckabee, were totally unacceptable, philosophical Democrats who would do much more harm than good if elected and we proved it in article after article here on http://www.thereaganwing.com/.
If you’ve been reading along you also know how we have handicapped the Presidential race on the right. The most conservative candidates were, in our estimation, Duncan Hunter and Tom Tancredo. Few believed, for many reasons, that they could win the nomination and I understood those reasons. We prayed for a New Awakening. On the horizon we saw Fred Thompson with extraordinary campaign potential, and knew him to be a real, though not perfect, conservative. We took him at his word, that he was pro-life. He wasn’t. That was, under the circumstances, as we have explained, fatal.
All those men are now gone. Tancredo. Hunter. Thompson. They’ve withdrawn from the race. True Conservatives are wandering, dazed, now, with a sense of futility. I know, they call me.
Well, the clock says its time to close now
I guess Id better go now
The cars crawl past all stuffed with eyes
Street lights share their hollow glow
Your brain seems bruised with numb surprise
Still one place to go
Still one place to go
Yes, there is still one place to go. It is the stone the builders rejected. And he has no form nor comeliness that we should desire him.
I think that you know what to do.
Impossible, yes, but it’s true.
I think that you know what to do.
Sure that you know what to do.
There is no longer any question.