Stallion Checks Out

I voted last week. Now I’m done.

I remember election night in 1994, living in DC and calling my brother across the country and gloating as the Republicans came storming out of nowhere to recapture Congress. It was such a delight to watch all the supposedly objective news anchors aghast with horror as America threw the bums out.

In 2006, when it was clear that the GOP had abandoned its principles and America was abandoning the GOP, I listened to Christmas music all the next day. I felt much, much better.

Well, that was then. This is now. 2008 is going to make 2006 look like a Republican Wonderland.

We’re turning ourselves into France. I suppose that’s not all bad – I’ve been to France, and they have nice crepes. But that’s about it. Their economy is stagnant; their entrepreneurial spirit doesn’t exist, and freedom has given way to a false security induced by governmental largesse. All of Europe is going down that road, but it’s been okay, because they’ve had the big, bad US to stand ready to do violence on their behalf should things go wrong.

Now, with supermajorities in both houses of Congress and the most committed Leftist president in the history of our republic, Barney Frank’s vision of a 25% cut across the board of our military forces is about to become a reality. As old entitlements metastasize and consume our entire federal budget, new entitlements that will be impossible to kill are coming down the pike. New rights are going to be invented by courts that are sensitive and caring about everything except the actual language of the Constitution. Our economic downturn is going to be deepened and widened by elected officials who trust themselves more than markets, which means they’ll screw things up with the best of intentions.

It’s going to suck. So I’m checking out.

I’m done with politics until it’s safe to come out of my virtual bomb shelter. I’m going to stop checking political websites; I’m going to turn off the television. No radio, unless it’s Christmas music. KOSY 106.5 starts playing Christmas music on Halloween. My radio is going to be set permanently to that station until I can stomach seeing the political wasteland my country has become. I have no interest in seeing the same news anchors who wanted to shoot themselves in ’94 gloat with delight as all their statist dreams come true in 2008. I don’t want to hear anything that Barbra Streisand has to say.

This blog will be politics free for quite some time now. (That will make Thursowick happy. )

So enjoy it, leftists. It’s your world now. As for me, here comes Santa Claus, here comes Santa Claus, right down Santa Claus lane.

Chapter 6, or Chapter 3.4
Chapter 7, or Chapter 3.5

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