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.
It’s been another wild Friday afternoon of funcling, so I’m resorting to phoning it in once again this evening. I spent the morning at the doctor’s office for my annual wellness visit, got an end-of-summer-vacation haircut, and finished up my Pre-AP Music Zoom sessions. Since then, I’ve been knee-deep in babies for the second day in a row.
While I was driving all over the Central Savannah River Area, I tuned in to Z Man’s weekly podcast, which pops Friday mornings. The show this week is called “Happy Happy Fun Time,” in which Z Man shares a message I promoted a few weeks ago: despair is a sin, and we have much for which we can give thanks.
Z himself can over a jaundiced, cantankerous perspective on the world, a la H.L. Mencken (whom he clearly admires). But Z’s argument is straightforward: if we just focus on politics, all the time, we stop being fun. Life is for the living, and many folks on the Dissident Right tend to get so bogged down in the seeming hopelessness of the Leftist-dominated culture wars, they cease enjoying life.