2013 looks to be off to an auspicious start. What with the 11th hour fiscal cliff deal, we’ve been spared, right? At this point I’m so sick of Republicans not only looking like horses’ asses, but talking out of theirs too. Harsh, I know, but when will the party ever wake-up and realize that at some point, when you incrementally bargain away your principles, you no longer have any left. I skipped most of the horse trading over the last several weeks, because the GOP always ends up on the wrong end of these deals, left with the worst old nags in the financial barn. Thomas Sowell (here) explains why we end up outside the doors of the proverbial glue factory every time. I’m weary of these GOP insiders.
I felt an ideological affinity for the Tea Party, but I didn’t join up, mostly because I’m very cautious about which drum I choose to follow. I had, and still do have, reservations about many who led the Tea Party charge. At this point, the media elites have declared the Tea Party dead , but perhaps events will stir up enough grassroots dirt devils over the next few years to blow through and clear the path for real change. As federal encroachment escalates, one can only hope that the seeds of federalism spread like wild flowers, to brighten our stark political landscape. We might need some positive national campaigning to aid in the propagation, akin to a smiley face campaign, like Ladybird’s, “Keep America Beautiful” ( borrowing from our adversaries arsenal, so to say), where we offer the principles that make liberty bloom in ways that would be hard to counter. Where we really need the “winning the hearts and minds” campaign is right here at home: to foster and educate on our American values and ideals. I’m hoping that out in flyover country there are still many keen on saving the heirloom seeds of our Constitutional principles and that enough of them are willing to put in the effort to preserve them for future generations.
My friend, Gladius Maximus, recently mentioned that he sees many conservatives who want easy fixes, the kind who would rather sit on their butts and throw money at stuff rather than do anything. I keep reminding myself, America wasn’t built in a day, it was built by the sweat of our forefathers’ brows, those willing to wake up each day and face the arduous work ahead, with a cheery smile and a roll up their sleeves attitude. They tackled the field one furrow at a time and perhaps that attitude is what it will take to rebuild our American team.
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