It’s time for conservatives to realize that the Republican party doesn’t want us, surely won’t serve our interests, and will not fight to restore our constitutional, representative republic. The Republican Party is a walking corpse, a zombie that feels nothing, knows nothing, except to feed like their cohorts in the Democrat Party. One person I chatted with on Twitter made the point that “at least we didn’t get Pelosi as Speaker,” but I wonder if that’s not a hollow victory. In real terms, what would have been the difference? I have had some difficulty in distinguishing between the two parties of late, and I’m not sure we’d be any worse off with a devil in the open uniform of Hell than a demon in Republican guise. After all, you wouldn’t be tricked by Pelosi, but by Boehner, you might well be. I have thought for some months that the Republican Party had become a useless hulk, from its insipid primary process, to its disgusting anti-conservative convention, and on through an election wherein conservative principles were often implied, but never stated, and certainly never adopted. No, I won’t do it any longer. As Alan Keyes details in other words, the GOP has nothing to offer but slavery to a different master. If this country is to be saved, we will need to do it without them, around them, and over them, but we can no longer rely upon them.
In that vein, I am looking for a few good conservatives. Perhaps more than a few. It’s time to discover if we can begin to put together a party that will displace the Republicans as the Republicans displaced the Whigs. It’s been 150 years since that happened, and I think it’s time to start over again. I certainly can’t do it alone, but if you’re interested, let me know, and we’ll get started. We have nothing more to lose but the rapidly disappearing shreds of our liberties, and left to Boehner and his Crybaby Caucus, we won’t retain that for long. Today in making his re-election speech as Speaker, he said that members should focus not on the demands of their constituents, but instead the demands of the times. I want that to sink in, and I want you to hear the ugly meaning implicit in that declaration. He’s not interested in what you think, what you believe, or what some scrap of decaying parchment may say. No, he is going to be a “man for the times,” and he expects his members to do so also. In short, the only rule Boehner will abide is expedience.
The irony is that our crisis is as timeless as human nature. It’s born of all the same vices, but rather than oppose them, he and his party have become the exemplars and enablers of them. It’s time for us to stop talking about it and begin to get on with it. If the longest journey is birthed in a single step, we must commence or never depart. If you’re satisfied to watch it all cave in around you, with your liberties dying by the truckload, join Boehner and the Crybaby Caucus. As Ambassador Keyes writes in his excellent piece:
“The GOP has become the political vehicle in which this power-mad elitist clique gathers the conservatives who are willing to be used by the elitist faction to legitimize the political sham behind which they mean to sell out and shutter liberty’s house once and for all. Then, like disposable cameras, the duped conservatives will be thrown away, along with the liberty they profess to cherish, yet fear truly to serve. But for this faithless fear, they would get out of the GOP now. It’s late, but not too late.”
Shall we begin, or shall we whine about it? Shall we recognize the truth of Keyes’ reproach? It is not yet too late, but it is very late. Short of getting out now, to return to our principles outside the bonds of that broken party, conservatives will perish for lack of the courage to walk away. It really is about the choice we face between cowardice and courage. If conservatives permit themselves to linger in confused, half-evasive hopefulness that the GOP will somehow regain its way, we are already lost. They will not, and we cannot force them to it by any means. No, it’s time to wave goodbye to the Republicans as they careen toward the ash-heap of history, our only role in their midst remaining to deliver to them the final shove.