It was October 18, the day we did the Illinois bus tour from Eureka all the way down to the arch in St.Louis. Struggling against what we thought a massive current, we awoke from our exhaustion the next morning to find our world had changed. We had given no thought about losing, but fought as if our lives depended on it. I can’t speak for others but sure didn’t consider his losing as an option.
Still reflecting, lots of parallels to this moment in history...
The media hated us and constantly tried to show our rallies as drawing small crowds. One press jerk took to blowing into his mike a duck call as Governor Reagan approached, so it would sound like jeering. I rode once with them on the press plane and it was like being with wild animals, not people. They were different from us humans, a sub creature gaggle all to itself. If I were asked to paint my imagination of how a demon would appear, these would be my models.
In retrospect it looked grim, but our faith was repaid. Perhaps it was Divine Intervention striking us and we had faith that the little wart with ears, Jimmuh, would be stubbed out. Likewise, today, perhaps the unexpected miracle of Sarah Palin will have the same effect against those commie vile slimy Obamunists who threaten our America.