But sometimes it sure is hard to keep one’s eye on the ball.
Trump has seemed, at times, to sputter in implementing his transformative agenda—whether it was the Obamacare repeal, the idiotic spending bill from earlier this year, or the border wall. Coulter (and, to be sure, others) think that because it has been difficult to implement the agenda, we should just give it up; we’ve been had, the system is rigged.
Should we just stop trying, since we haven’t achieved the victories we should have won over the past two years? Should we resign to our fate of watching Democrats take over, passively allowing Joe Biden and Kamala Harris to be sworn into the presidency and vice-presidency because it’s “their time”?
Well, we lost the House of Representatives and the Democrats are closing in on Trump with the corrupt Robert Mueller “investigation” so, at least we can say we tried?
Republicans, along with forgetting how to win without Trump, have forgotten the cardinal rule of warfare: the enemy gets a vote.
Yes, the Democrats are going to fight hard—harder than they’ve ever fought before—precisely because Trump and the Right are winning so bigly. Just look at what’s been accomplished thus far: massive deregulation that stimulated the economy. Yes, the tax cuts were nice. But the real economic stimulation occurred thanks to Trump’s executive order cutting thousands of unnecessary Obama-era regulations on his first day in office. From that point, the economy has enjoyed one of the greatest expansions in decades. Unemployment has plummeted, Americans are getting back to work. It’s not enough, but it’s a start.
Trump is winning. The media won’t tell you that. Academicians won’t acknowledge it. But he is pushing back. His mere presence in office is stopping the Left’s “long march” through America’s institutions.
Just look at the courts.
In two years, Trump has made a more lasting impression on the federal courts than his predecessors ever could have hoped to make. Why?
Ooh, ooh, I’ll take that one! Because of his cantankerousness, his obstreperousness, his rude, crude, obnoxious eagerness to lock horns and tussle, that’s why. In other words: because of the exact same Trumpian traits the effetes, cucks, professional-politician DC snobs, and Vichy GOPe turncoats complain loudest about. Funny, that.
Michael Walsh once wrote that Trump has single-handedly revived the “great man” theory of history. He’s correct. But Trump didn’t revive it so much as remind everyone that it never went away. One man can truly make a difference—even in the face of terrible odds. And, if that one man is a force of nature, such as Churchill or Trump, then, no cause is truly lost…so long as people are inspired and willing to fight for it.
Our task, going forward then, will be to ensure that enough of us on the Right remain so inspired. We cannot be a movement of quitters.
Coulter and others are operating on the assumption that victory is impossible and losing is inevitable.
As y’all know by now, in my heart of hearts I think that’s true. So what? I repeat: if all we have left to us is to bloody Proggy’s nose and make him cry now and then…well, that’s still worthwhile, and is its own reward.
Yeah, I grumble sometimes about the grimness of the larger picture, and I’m gonna go right on doing it. Just the same, nobody should mistake grumbling for a willingness to either surrender or acquiesce. The core truth remains: I hate these Lefty bastards with every fiber of my being. Why on earth wouldn’t I? They intend to enslave me, to bring me to heel under the sway of a grasping despotism that has no limits and no accountability—not just me, but you and everybody else. In my book, that makes them one thing and one thing only: evil.
Plenty of us cringe away from making such a strong statement, pining for the Bygone Better Days of civility, collegiality, bipartisanship, and such-like. Again: so what? Evil is real; it walks among us not on cloven hooves but shod in fine designer loafers, clothed in tailored suits purchased with stolen money—reeking of expensive cologne instead of sulfur, brimstone, and blood. No matter how hopeless the struggle against that evil may ultimately be, it must still be resisted to the very last ounce of our strength. And who knows, maybe one day the horse will learn to sing.
I’ll let the great old punk/oi! band Blitz explain things: