Saturday, December 19, 2009

And one More makes Sixty...

So it's finally happened. After all the polls, protests, marches, calls, faxes, emails, and political slandering of the Right, the Left Wing militants finally have their sixty votes needed to pass the Senate healthcare bill.

Another battle lost, and the war for the spirit of the country continues to rage. How much longer can we go on like this? 12 TRILLION dollars in debt currently, and if China allows us to borrow, the books will read 104 TRILLION dollars. Meantime our Constitution is being used as toilet paper by the very people who have sworn to protect and defend it. Is nothing sacred? Are we really winning in the fight to take back the country? Some part of me must still believe we are because here I am, doing my civic duty as a citizen and voicing my concerns, even though they are very likely lost amidst the torrent of shouting that millions of others on the blogosphere are engaging in. Still, I remain, ranting and raving about things I never cared about before the last presidential election. How I long for those days once more. To be naive enough to trust the politicians to actually be honest...but if wishes were horses, then beggars would ride.

Senator Ben Nelson was the last hold out to kill the Senate bill, and he, like his colleagues, took a sweetheart deal, with a threat thrown in for good measure, and caved. most of you who read this very likely already know. It's been all over FOX news and the internet for hours now. I don't know how much more fight I have left in me, and I'm not even sure that I've swayed any opinions by posting on this blog. Thanks to my slowly growing list of followers, however, I have been able to remind myself that people do care what I have to say and that to some, at least, it is worth reading. I thank each and every one of you who read this blog, whether you're on my list of tin-foil hat wearers or not, for giving me a reason to keep grousing and bloviating. If I thought no one was listening, I would have stopped posting months ago.

It seems more and more that the retaking of the country by the people is becoming more of an article of faith than an attainable goal. I know that sounds defeatist, but what else am I to make of the constant barrage of news reports that point to corruption within the White House, scandals that rock the country of a magnitude not seen since the Nixon administration, and a bloated, oversized federal government filled with Progressives who finally smell blood in the water and are leaping at the chance to transform this great nation at its very core?

I suppose I shouldn't sound so pessimistic about things. 2010 is just around the corner, as are the congressional elections that will give us a chance to root out the corruption for real. Perhaps I'm just impatient for that. I'm not sure. What I am sure of is that I can't stand to see the greatest country on Earth, who has freed literally billions of people all over the world and allowed them to pick themselves up and live their own lives, go down in flames while Nero fiddles.

Perhaps, also, I'm underestimating the American people. They have shown an extraordinary amount of defiance, and have been ridiculed, mocked, and belittled at every turn. Yet they still continue to remind me that their is some small measure of hope. Real hope. The TEA Party movement is still going strong, and a new political party may be formed based in its rise. The paradigm is changing, I see, but what is it changing to? That also maybe why I'm so apprehensive about things now. No one can tell me with certainty what will happen because no one knows.

The fate of this nation is, quite frankly, one Christmas surprise I could do without. But it doesn't seem that I get a choice in the matter, and neither do the other 300 million Americans who live here.

Let's just hope the surprise is a pleasant one.

Continuing to Fight the Good Fight...

The Culture Warrior