You can probably tell, if you are a fan, that I have been listening to Bill Whittle.
I have a good friend who is in a state of semi-despair about all this, and when I got to talk to him for a few hours face to face, his lament was: “Who is going to stand up for us? Who is going to save us?”
I admit to being subject to that same type of despair, but I am trying to move off of it, because nothing-NOTHING-can make you feel more despair than the realization that you aren’t going to be rescued.
I consider myself well read on a wide variety of subjects, and one of those subjects is how people face their fate when confronted with a given situation.
It is a recurring theme, whether it is an outpost of soldiers being attacked by overwhelming numbers of enemy, a pilot adrift in the vast Pacific in a rubber raft, someone who has fallen into a remote ravine or a ship caught in the vise of ice and crushed as the Shackelton Expedition was...that point where it hits home that “There will be no Calvary riding over the hill, no search and rescue seaplane happening upon you, a search party of people appearing to save you, or a ship that might just happen upon you before the day of ubiquitous radio communications.
You are on your own. You are all alone.
In all of these types of things, coming to that realization that you are alone and nobody is going to save you, is the blackest of times.
But for those who survive, it is often the beginning of real survival.
Until that realization, most of those people haven’t gotten it right in their heads that they can only depend on themselves.
Once they do that, they accept that they are going to have to defend themselves in their perimeter foxhole as best they can and/or die in the process, or figure out a way to make themselves live as long as they can in that raft on what they have or can get in the hope of increasing their chances, or how to get out of that ravine to go for help on their own, or how to live off penguin meat for a year and travel 800 miles in an open boat in the arctic winter to get help.
Dan Bongino put it well-he likened it to being told you have cancer. Up until the point your physician tells you have cancer, you haven’t done anything. You have simply been letting the cancer do its fiendish and destructive work quietly and behind the scenes.
Once you get that kick in the nuts (or whatever part of your body hurts the most when kicked) you reach the lowest, gut-churning point of your life, you realize you are mortal, and that your days may be numbered.
But that is also the day, often moments later, when you actually begin to fight back and retake ground lost to the cancer. You may begin taking immediate steps to halt or retard the spread, and then, perhaps roll it back, retaking ground.
For true Americans, it is that point (For many of us, November 3, 2020) when we as conservatives were given the diagnosis of cancer. Like many cancer victims who had gone years feeling the effects of an an undiagnosed cancer slowly eating their body and knowing in their hearts that something was wrong, many of us conservatives have known for some time that we were being eaten from within as a nation, and after November 3, 2020, being officially given that diagnosis, that fighting back is going to follow.
We will fight back. We may again lose the judiciary and have to retake it as Trump did...we may have the border wall torn down and have to build it again, our industries may be ravaged by Leftist policies and have to be rebuilt...again.
But perhaps we can fight back, and next time, force these scumbags to resort to open armed conflict to bring our country down, rather than allowing them to rely on tactics such as an illegal, cowardly, and shameful subversion of an election, though nearly anything they do apart from that in the future is bound to be equally as illegal, cowardly, and shameful.
Absolutely, rimorel!
To the titled question of this thread of this thread ("Who will serve the GOP best in the future."), my answer is NO ONE! Both the GOP and the Democrat parties are wasted and beyond saving. They will, of course, both live on as the primary political science tools of the "elites" who are currently solidifying their power and control.
I'm suggesting the time is now for building a strong new "Liberty" party to recover from the "magnificent" success of the elites in overcoming the fundamental principles of our founding fathers.
Wonderful commentary there, rlmorel.
I’m sure my Dad experienced these feelings of despair in battle. He was a Navy gunner’s mate on an LST at Normandy and Okinawa. He used to tell us, “If you we’re scared, you weren’t there.”
Picking yourself up and fighting is part of life. This is why the dependency on government is so crippling to society. We are raising a nation of snowflakes. And the repressive Covid 19 reaction is hurting the risk takers, the people on main street, the small business people.
Like President Trump says, “Never, never give up.”
The glory of life is achievement — overcoming the odds to strike a life for yourself and your family. We love the pleasures of life, but I think true happiness comes from achievement.