We’ve Found Our Voice

I spent yesterday in a bit of a fog, partly due to serious sleep deprivation and partly due to the lingering incredulity that we had, against all odds, taken our country back. Now that I’ve had a decent night’s sleep I can process things more clearly. And the first thing I’ve processed is the behavior of the losers protesting the election results in the streets. Like every other demonstration over the past 8 years I doubt that this one was anymore organic than the other ginned Soros rallies. Given the average age of the demonstrators it was predictable: snowflakes who have been subjected to the non-stop propaganda that passes for education, who are unaccustomed to not getting their way, are easily manipulated.

Apparently the irony of their fascist* behavior:

in protest of the results of a democratic process:

is beyond their ken. Then again, irony is dead to this demographic:

…said the rabidly anti-gun leftist. And again, imagine if this were a right-winger threatening Hillary…

Imagine if right-wingers had behaved this way in the wake of Obama’s elections?  Questions of this sort have become so common these past 8 years that they’ve been reduced to the status of rhetorical. And that at least partially explains why Donald Trump is our President elect.

Rush Limbaugh takes it one step further, commenting on CNN’s Van Jones observation that a “whitelash against a changing country“ was the driving force behind President Donald Trump’s election. Rush asks  “why it’s wrong for white people to vote their interests” but not wrong for everyone else to do so.

JONES: This was a whitelash. (pause) This was a whitelash against a changing country. It was a whitelash against a black president in part. And that’s the part where the pain comes. And Donald Trump has a responsibility tonight to come out and reassure people that he is going to be the president of all the people who he insulted and offended and brushed aside.

RUSH: So you see how this works? “Trump has got to mend fences. Trump has to approach us. Trump has to come to us, the offended, the aggrieved, the disadvantaged. Trump has to approach us. Trump!” Donald Trump has just schooled everybody on how you win. It is everybody else who should be approaching Donald Trump. But here’s my question, folks. Van Jones of CNN says that this is a “whitelash.” What is he complaining about? He’s complaining that white people voted their interests?

So, for today’s musical selection I’ve chosen a Moody Blues tune from the Reagan era that very much speaks to today’s milieu: “The Voice”

The Voice

Won’t you take me back to school?
I need to learn the golden rule
Won’t you lay it on the line?
I need to hear it just one more time

Oh, won’t you tell me again?
Oh, can you feel it?
Oh, won’t you tell me again, tonight?

Each and every heart it seems
Is bounded by a world of dreams
Each and every rising sun
Is greeted by a lonely one

Oh, won’t you tell me again?
Oh, can you feel it?
Oh, won’t you tell me again, tonight?
Tonight?

‘Cause out on the ocean of life, my love
There are so many storms, we must rise above
Can you hear the spirit calling
As it’s carried across the waves?

You’re already falling
It’s calling you back to face the music
And the song that is coming through
You’re already falling, the one that it’s calling is you

Make a promise, take a vow
And trust your feelings, it’s easy now
Understand the voice within
And feel a change already beginning

Oh, won’t you tell me again?
Oh, can you feel it?
Oh, won’t you tell me again, tonight?

Oh, won’t you tell me again?
Oh, can you feel it?
Oh, won’t you tell me again, tonight?
Tonight?

And how many words have I got to say?
And how many times will it be this way?
With your arms around the future
And your back up against the past

You’re already falling
It’s calling you on to face the music
And the song that is coming through
You’re already falling, the one that it’s calling is you

Each and every heart it seems
Is bounded by a world of dreams
Each and every rising sun
Is greeted by a lonely, lonely one

Won’t you tell me again?
Oh, can you feel it?
Oh, won’t you tell me again, tonight?

*NOTE: Some refer to these violent protests as “anarchist” but every time I do Little Mo points out that no self-respecting anarchist would take part in a demonstration demanding MORE government.