January 1998. As a new reader of FreeRepublic, and other blooming forums for conservative ideas, it seemed that those in the cause were the slim minority. We were three years away from a chance, and optimism was in short supply. January 1999. The finger wagged, and the speculation and buzz about whether there was something to nail the Manchurian candidate with consumed many cycles. But we were on their turf, the place of bare knuckled politics of the most ruthless kind. In the final analysis however, they will long rue the day they squandered the integrity of their party supporting ...