I am anger-free for the first time in many months. It feels good. How good?
And it’s all thanks to one man: John Boehner.
This highly select blog was inspired by the tens of millions of freedom-loving Americans who finally fought back against a statist culture. (No, that never happened during the Reagan years). And for a few months it was (relatively) heavily trafficked, due to a colossal radiological event intersecting with personal expertise.
As nuclear news dwindled, so did the audience. That’s natural. What wasn’t inevitable was me running people off with ever-growing bitterness. I didn’t understand that anger for months. Finally I knew it came from the sliming of all of my fellow Gadsden-Americans. And the false witness to our war-mongering and racism was, of course…the Democratic Party.
The Dems cranked up the evil chutzpah in desperate response to the 2010 elections. Remember the 2010 elections? In Thermopylae terms that’s right about here:
I sure wasn’t full of bitterness back then. Back when it looked like we had a chance against modern Western “culture”. So you know what that made me, until this very day? A fair-weather warrior.
A fair-weather warrior!
Well, no more. This morning I learned that John Boehner leads the Persians through the pass and into our midst. And I laughed in relief, delighted. The illusion is over. We are betrayed and doomed and I’m not even mad at the traitor. He just wants to be liked and he’s not particular about the details. So you, too, can kneel and submit to your betters…
Or you can dine with me in hell.
We can no more win this battle than 300 Spartans could defeat Persia’s legions and
Ephialtes’ Boehner’s betrayal. We, today’s Gadsden-Americans, will be crushed between all the Democrats and half the Republicans.
But the 300 were not Sparta, and we are not America. And for once I’m at peace with my certain defeat. Haven’t felt this good in…no. I don’t feel good.
I feel well.