The depth of this commitment may be summarily dismissed as the unfounded optimism of the average American — I may not be Donald Trump now, but just you wait; if I don’t make it, my children will. – Barack Obama, 1992
I hate to break it to you Jeff Mason, Scott Pelley, Andrea Mitchell, et. al., but it wasn’t a fake news article on Facebook that made me lose confidence, hope and trust in the Democratic Party. It wasn’t a campaign of embarrassing leaks that revealed Podesta, Thrush, Brazile and the rest of the hacks for who they really are … and it wasn’t wishy-washy Jim Comey either. I simply looked at the record of death, destruction and destabilization at home and around the world, from Mosul to Chicago, and realized the progressive liberal agenda had finally run its course. And if a political party doesn’t even have enough of a backbone to stand up against a few Berkeley anarchists and rally behind the 1st Amendment, it hardly deserves anybody’s vote.
I was twenty-eight when I first voted for Barack Obama eight years ago and threw an election night party to celebrate it. Like so many of my friends, I was absolutely convinced that we were helping change the world for the better. At that moment in time, in that man and his message, packaged and delivered seemingly so effortlessly (now worth 400K), I saw hope for a dynamic new leader and team that would work to heal the deep wounds left by the often drunken incompetence of the past two Bush administrations.
So horrified by the inept and careless games Rumsfeld, Cheney, Powell, Rice, Paulson, Ashcroft and others had played with each of our lives and economic destinies, I knew my vote was going to the party promising change and a safer world. Having experienced what that change actually looks like over the past decade, I can admit unequivocally that my votes for Obama and the Democrats are decisions I profoundly regret.
As did so many of us, I blindly pledged my allegiance to this eloquent and charming figure mostly as a reaction to the bad taste left in my mouth by a political system that had failed us on so many levels. From Sidney Blumenthal’s rumor mill on Obama’s roots through to the paltry cries of Joe Wilson at the State of the Union, it seemed as if our Nation was regressing, and the common ground was eroding. Those undercurrents forced many of us independent voters to pause, look within and evolve. And from this soul searching and retrospect of the great American people, in the aftermath of the Iraq failures, came the historic election of Barack Hussein Obama.
In those first days, an overwhelming majority of us truly believed that we had begun stepping out of the shadow of our neoconservative nightmares and into a more mature, accepting, and less polarized future.
Today’s Democratic Party however, through its increasingly intolerant, incestuous and myopic lens, smugly regards families like mine quite differently than they did just four years ago. Many leaders of their flock brazenly and belligerently label us as bigots, racists and xenophobes when we are not in lock-step with them on any given detail of a forced and reckless totalitarian agenda. Behind closed doors of course, party elites, journalists and celebrities like John Podesta, Amy Pascal, Glenn Thrush, Donna Brazile and others eat their own, revealing themselves for what they truly are… narcissists with big mouths and very little character, legends in their own minds.
Yet the social pressures that these ideologues force upon the rest of us through their embarrassingly brash network of propagandists is not only unsettling… it’s phony, obnoxious and dangerous. It maybe hasn’t caught up to Amazon, the NFL or Disneyland’s sales yet, but their shallow, unprincipled Orwellian worldview is starting to become evident, standing out sorely in contrast to the shared values many Americans built their lives and a great nation upon.
Both parties have an extreme wing and we need to be weary of each. But here the pendulum must begin swinging back to the center to preserve the Union. The tolerance for the unapologetic, coordinated, and mean spirited assault on the Trump family is a sobering reminder of how far left we’ve drifted. The unmanageable anger, especially among journalists, is unprecedented and destabilizing. It says far more about the motivations, shortcomings and jealousies of critics like Glen Thrush, Susan Glasser, John Harwood, Rebecca Quick, Maggie Haberman, Dana Milbank, Sally Kohn, Peter Baker, Louise Mensch and other self-identifying hacks than it does about Trump and his deplorables. Their writings, Wikileaks and Twitter droppings will undoubtedly follow those authors to their literary ends.
Despite the mainstream media constantly insulting the public’s ability to reason, many of us feel entirely comfortable with our vote. We can honor Hillary Clinton’s job firsts and still find her to be a weak, corrupted, ineffective and unqualified candidate. The same applies to Donald Trump and has been the case all along. At least with Trump we have a press that actually holds its leaders’ feet to the fire instead of fawning over their every word, ignoring the contempt, censorship and pay-for-play shadow government built in its absence. After all, how is this Republic going to survive when journalists simply follow each Administration’s copy-and-paste orders? Allowing the media trust, or just a couple of CBS brothers, to craft a narrative that changes the nuclear game forever with Iran is the type of treason that would have William S. Paley turning over in his grave. From Judith Miller at the New York Times to the bloggers at The Atlantic, Matthew Yglesias at Vox, Jaweed Kaleem at the LA Times… the bully pulpit never had more obedient best friends.
From the dishonest and negligent stewardship of our media to our markets, our fundamentals and our currencies has sprung most of our ills, tied inextricably to our moral compass.
It has left us waste deep in mismanagement, collusion and decline. Bailouts, entitlements, quantitative easing, government contracts, wars, phony derivative markets, zero interest rates and the manipulation of our employment numbers are not tools of a healthy economy, they are indicators and warnings that the ship must be turned around, that good men and women are needed to restore law and order.
Tough decisions, those which truly define character and great generations, usually involve sacrifice, not kicking a can down the road. And the greatest leaders are not afraid to make a political sacrifice, even at the expense of their own reputation, to show us the light and the truth. That has never been the path of the idealist.
On its face, the geopolitical world as influenced by the worldview of his Administration and Hillary Clinton was and still is an unmitigated, open-borders disaster. On the home field is a second set of strategies that have resulted in virtually no GDP growth, no wage growth, an explosion in entitlements, workforce participation rates in the gutter, violence in the streets, cops murdered, elders abused, schools failing, unmanageable bureaucracies, subsidized markets, looming debts and loan asset bubbles. That is, I believe what the “forgotten man, woman and child” is impacted by.
As a people, we again need to look inward and ask ourselves what we want from this world, from ourselves and from this country. We must stop blaming our own failures, the failures of our ventures, our political parties, our schools and our social programs on each other’s “privilege.” How can we hope to ever become a truly great society, like that of our Greatest Generation, until we begin to honor the values which defined it? Values like personal responsibility are what separate us and make the USA exceptional, not the color of our skin.
This is a merit based society and that in the words of President Obama… “is who we are.” When independents say that we want to take our country back, we’re specifically talking about liberty and justice for all hearts and minds regardless of race, gender or sexual orientation. We want to liberate the American mind from the arcane mentality insisting we need government programs to solve each of our problems!
Independents believe it is time to move beyond the group-think and the faux-rage that has been artificially amplified by our shameless elected officials, special interests and their financial puppet masters. We all exhausted with the perpetually offended and the abandonment of common sense. For God’s sake, the Mayor of Los Angeles wants us to literally thank the cons for serving their time!
I’m a very different man than I was eight years ago, but one thing will never change. I vote for the person, not the party.