IF WE CAN'T HAVE EVERYTHING, WE DON'T WANT NOTHIN'!!!!!!
Precisely. I couldn't have said the words better myself.
I'm a conservative, and it's conservatives that piss me off the most.
We are in the midst of a titanic global struggle among the world's great religions, in which the stakes are the very freedom we enjoy and the very right to worship God and His Son.
And what is the answer of the Right when the times call for Churchillian resolution?
There is a reason the Tories were called "the Stupid Party", you know.
George Bush answered the call to arms on 9-11. We invaded Afghanistan and put paid to the regime of the Taliban. We scattered Al Qaeda to the four winds. We then invaded Iraq and destroyed the Middle East's last truly psychotic regime, taking that piece off of bin Laden's chessboard once and for all. George W. Bush instituted landmark tax reductions and nominated real, honest-to-God textualists to the appellate courts.
And people on this board bitch about the Mexicans. Pardon me, but Jesus Tap-Dancing Christ!
George W. Bush is trying to build a governing majority using the Republican Party as his instrument. Anyone who thinks that a major political party can be all Conservative, all the Time, and build a governing majority is an asshat. Barry Goldwater tried to do that and got his ass kicked by a corrupt Texas hack.
Most of you folks thought that a Republican majority would be a Good Thing. Sort of like Martha Stewart. You never thought that you'd have to sell conservatism to people who want government to do things, did you? It doesn't work that way. What did you think, you could publish millions of copies of that Goldwater tract and all of a sudden everyone would see the freaking light?
Let me tell you how it used to be while you bitch and moan about the only Conservative in this race. In 1964, my mother was detailed to join the Sarasota Women's Republican Club to greet Senator Bill Miller, Goldwater's vice-presidential candidate. She told me later that Miller was in town to attend a fundraiser. Anyway, Miller arrived at the appointed time at Sarasota-Bradenton Airport. He got off the charter and was met by all of four people; my Mom, two old battleaxes who were Society Republicans, and little five-year old Section9, dressed in dress shorts, a checked children's jacket, a white shirt, a little black snap-on tie, dark socks, and little oxford shoes (really, my Mom told me that this is what I wore.). It was my first political event. Few of the ultramontaine crowd on this board have ever lived in a situation in which the Republicans were anything other than a joke. In those days, we were a joke. Bill Miller was simply the punchline.
Now this was back in the days when the Florida Party ran charlatans like L.A. "Skip" Bafalis and the vainglorious Claude Kirk, who later became Florida's first Republican Governor. Kirk was a self-important prat who stank of cheap booze and dealt in loose women. If I was a believer in reincarnation, I would argue that Kirk was a pimp in a former life. He tried to promote himself to the Vice Presidency when Nixon came to Miami Beach in 1968. Nixon was horrified at the thought that he might have to run with a man who could barely stagger across a room, much less communicate effectively with the electorate.
And so, Nixon picked Spiro Agnew. We barely beat Hubert Humphrey.
That's what the Republican Party used to be. Do you people want to go back to that?
I will tell you now what Common Tator has tried to tell you lo these many years: if you want Conservative governance, you have to convince most of the people to become Conservatives. You don't even want to do that, so, like the Deanies and the Naderites, you threaten to take your ball and go home.
In the middle of the greatest struggle of our times.
How freaking pathetic. Next thing I know the Right will declare jihad over the fact that the Bureau of Weights and Measures is overfunded.
Be Seeing You,
Chris