Reading my favorite blogs this morning, there sure is a lot of hang dog pity partying going on. It’s hard not to join them, as Mark Steyn repeatedly points out, this is the point of no return for a representative democracy. Once the state involves itself with everyone’s medicine there is no part of life that it will exclude itself from. Historically, no country has shrunk the state after this step has been taken. Every rational reading of the numbers seems to indicate that this is the beginning of our decline into a dying, European style welfare state. It’s time to give up, get a government job and line up for our slice of 100% fat free, algore approved non-global warming cheese.
But you know what? Fuck that.
We are AMERICANS goddamnit. We are the posterity of Patrick Henry, Chuck Yeager, Carlos Hathcock, George Patton, Daniel Boone, Buzz Aldrin, Chesty Puller, John McClane, Frank Fletcher, Thomas Edison and George Washington and countless other hardass shitkickers who stared down tougher opponents than Nanci Pelosi. Repealing this half-assed bullshit bill is going to be damn near impossible, but #DEITY put Americans on earth to do the impossible. Get a dozen guys to the moon and bring them back in one piece? Done. Build a car everyone can afford when the rest of the world is relying on animal power? Easy. Get a fucked-up aircraft carrier back in action in 3 days instead of 3 months, so it can win the most improbable victory of the West? You betcha. Build a horrific nuclear arsenal in order to never have to use it? Been doing that for half a century, son. Personal computers for everyone, network them all together, and then make them pocket sized? You’re welcome! Do heart surgery by going in through your goddamned leg, so we can avoid cracking your chest open? Yeah, we invented that too.
So chin up, you sons of bitches. Walk tall. Be proud, not weary. We are made bigger by big challenges. Rehearse your arguments, prepare your lists of legislators for the fall, get ready to volunteer for the correct candidate and oppose the traitors. Flood the papers and blogs with letters and posts and comments, let nobody forget who inflicted this upon us. Load your magazines and sharpen your knives.
I don’t care if we have to rescind this bullshit through the courts, elections, legislative tomfoolery or outright violence, but this travesty will not stand. It is my responsibility as a father and duty as a free man, and I am proud to bear it.