Back in the day I used to people watch and imagine I could pick out the radical left in a crowd. It had as much to do with my imagination as fact. Pinch-faced, grim-lipped people, who look like they are in perpetual pain and think that everyone else needs to pay for that pain. No matter what it is, or how much, it’s never enough.

I’ve had many liberal acquaintances over the years and by and large they are nice people to be with until, as inevitably happens, the conversation turns to politics or social issues. The ‘progressive’ will automatically drop back to certain fixed points from which their faith cannot be shaken. I can name a few but you will undoubtedly come up with your own. George Bush, big oil, Halliburton, Rove, the war. It’s a target rich environment.

The leftist has an inexhaustible supply of grievances, most of which have been passed down as doctrine from the statist leadership. It’s amazing to watch their collective mentality work. What never fails to astound me is how totally wrong they are. Not just about small parts of what they think and believe, but totally conceptually wrong about everything they do.

The statist sees everything through the fog of mystic idealism… it’s a surreal world where intentions rule and any means to an end is the norm. The statist seeks government approval as dog to its master.

Government, our government, this government, is on a campaign of destruction in our country. The wanton destruction of our economy, the railroading through of the health care bill, the failed stimulus. We don’t have very far to look to see failed leftist policy, and we don’t have to look far abroad to see the failures of socialist policies either.

We’re going to change Washington in November. This country is overwhelmingly against socialism and socialist policies and we mean to see them stopped and removed.

Semper Vigilans, Semper Fidelis

© Skip MacLure 2010