I’ve been pretty salty—in the parlance of the kiddos these days—about the midterm election results, a level of disappointment I haven’t experienced since the 2020 presidential election.
It brought me back to this post, in which I opine about Trump’s loss and the stolen election. My hope was that the Republican Party would embrace the working-class voters that helped Trump win in 2016, lest they simply “return to being the party of agreeable losers.”
Looks like—ironically—the “agreeable losers” won, and have made losers of us all.
It was one year ago today that The Z Man wrote that “America died” on 3 November 2020. I don’t think he meant it melodramatically, and it certainly encapsulated what a lot of us were feeling as we watched the fraudulent votes magically appear in the middle of the night.
The 2020 election woke a lot of people up, but even blatant fraud across multiple States has, sadly, gone largely ignored. The silver lining is that folks seem to have abandoned national politics and are focusing on what’s happening at the local and State levels. Indeed, there seems to be a general disengagement from politics, something that in the past I would have decried, but that now I think might actually be healthy—provided people are willing to make tough decisions for themselves.
Regardless, it’s hard to think about the 2020 election. Since then, we’ve been stuck with a old man who is essentially a corpse dangling from the strings of invisible hands. I thought a year ago that The Usurper Biden would be tossed from office at the first opportunity, but it’s occurred to me that he is too perfect a patsy for the radical elitists performing the marionette. For one, Kamala Harris somehow manages to be less likeable and more phony than Hillary Clinton, and progressives don’t like her. For another, it’s better to have a hollow man like Biden than a strident floozy like Harris, who might occasionally make a decision on her own.
Well, this topic is depressing. You can see why I’ve switched over to writing about music and the weather.
One of the blessings of the Trump administration was that Trump reminded us how fun regular people are. Sure, I love the symphony and all that stuff, but a representative government should be basically populist—it should care about the people it governs, and look out for their interests. Leaders should reflect the people, not set themselves against the people. At most, our officials should strive to set examples for how a good life can be lived.
The thrust of this piece—written one year ago today—is that elitism is shockingly ignorant: it presumes that anything that does not interest the elitist is somehow barbaric and simplistic. That our own elites embrace the vulgar and raise up vice as a virtue suggests their elitism is supremely misguided—or lacking entirely.
Few remember now Michael Bloomberg’s disastrous run for the Democratic primary last year—it was so long ago!—but it was the political embodiment of clueless elitism against Trumpian populism. Bloomberg had the resources and the softly center-Left stance to buy himself into the White House, or at least the Democratic nomination, but he bungled it so badly, even his supporters were in awe of his ineptitude.
Well, now we have a senile, fraudulent feebster leading a puppet regime, so it seems gross incompetence is no longer a barrier to entry to the highest office in the land. Perhaps a healthy dose of elitism is needed after all.
The day has arrived—the briefly delayed third term of Obama’s presidency. In the years since Obama left office, the progressive Left has become even more insane. After a four-year reprieve under Trump, the radical progressives aren’t going to let another opportunity pass to transform the country completely.
Here we are, 19 January 2021—the last day of basking in liberty before Biden the Usurper assumes the throne. For all his personal foibles and occasional missed opportunities (while acknowledging, of course, his many achievements), President Trump at least fought to ensure that Americans could enjoy freedom and opportunity. Under progressive rule, no such guarantees exist.
But rather than look about gloomily at what is to come, I’d like to offer some words of exhortation. Times will not be easy for conservatives and Christians over the next four years, but I’m trying to embrace this new progressive era with some cautious, small-scale optimism.
Lest I be cast as a “doomer”—one who has given up on President Trump’s noble attempt to win the re-election that is rightfully is—it seems likely that our ruling elites will assure Biden wins the presidency. I still believe that Trump is the rightful victor; that the election was stolen from him; and that the evidence of widespread voter fraud is compelling enough to throw, at the very least, the election to the House of Representatives.
Again, I hold out hope that Trump will be vindicated and that justice will be served. Nevertheless, as conservatives, we should adopt the distinctly conservative course of preparing for what comes next. Even if our dream scenario comes to fruition, it only buys conservatives time. Either way, we’ve got to consider seriously where we’re going, and our place in a society that increasingly rejects us and our interests.
But we can’t give up on our man. Donald Trump didn’t give up on us. Yes, I know he mildly denounced the Proud Boys, but as even Gavin McInnes noted, Trump probably doesn’t even really know who the Proud Boys are. Maybe he should, but if he knew the PBs, he’d probably applaud their patriotism.
Leave that aside. President Trump delivered—big time—for his supporters. Three Supreme Court justices. Hundreds of lower court judges. Lower taxes. No more critical race theory training for federal employees. Substantial protections for religious liberty. A roaring economy. And, quite frankly, common sense.
In looking back to November 2019’s archives, I found this post from 4 November 2019, “Trump Stands for Us.” It’s a powerful reminder for why we love Trump, and how he’s fought for us. Now it’s our time to fight for him:
Today is my busy day in the unorthodox rotating schedule at my little school, and I didn’t have the foresight or energy to post something last night. So before that first bell rings and the long day of mind-molding begins, here are some reflections and thoughts on the latest election news:
It’s looking more and more like the election is going to drag on for weeks to come. The deliberate slow-walking of vote counting in Arizona, Nevada, Georgia, and North Carolina just opens up the door for more and more fraud in those States, though the Trump campaign and its internal pollsters seem optimistic about all four States. There will be a recount in Wisconsin, and almost certainly in Michigan. Pennsylvania seemed clearly in the win column for Trump until corrupt Philadelphia officials started stuffing the ballot boxes. Even the sheriff there has refused to enforce the court order allowing—requiring!—the Trump people to observe the vote counts.
The gall of the progressive Establishment at all levels is appalling, but it suggests their utter contempt for the rest of us. These people hate us because we don’t embrace their kooky weirdness and abnormality—because we just want to live quiet, peaceful, God-fearing lives.
Fortunately, even if Biden wins, Republicans look poised to hold the Senate, and even picked up seats in the House. If we can pull out a majority in the House, a Biden presidency will be a lame duck from day one. Voting all over the nation suggests a repudiation of radical progressivism—defund the police, Antifa riots, etc. When I have more time, I’ll write further about the potential future of national conservatism. This Rod Dreher piece does a good job of summing it up, though (indeed, that’s my source!).
More to come. Keep praying, and remain ever-vigilant.
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