Posted by
drpete on Monday, September 14, 2009 6:10:36 PM
I went to a Knoxville (Tennessee) Tea Party April 15, 2009. It was well-organized (by local citizens), well-conducted, well-attended by thousands. I spent the first half talking to a twenty-something guy, who said that he was a student at the University of Tennessee. He asked if I knew who paid for it all. I asked if he did. He said that it was Roger Ailes of Fox News who put up big bucks to get people to come. I knew that he had been duped.
I spent the third-quarter of that rally asking myself why I was there. I don't protest. I don't picket. I don't chant slogans that rhyme as part of a gaggle. I don't beg for stuff. I don't want the government to
do anything, certainly not for me. For years I've watched choreographed rallies, populated by people who picket, whine, chant, and carry professionally-printed-and-distributed-by-organizers signs. These are always in the afternoon and during the week, since the participants don't have to get up in the morning and don't have jobs and it fits the drive-by news cycle. These are people who
vote for a living. Before the fourth quarter, I left. And I want to now apologize to the organizers from my now-hometown and all who were there for abandoning them.
I've written in previous essays hereon that I think it's too late, that America is toast, that what's coming for America is a replay of 20th-century Argentina. And I've laid out the analyses and case for my conclusion. Nonetheless, for six months post that conclusion, I started
GetAmericaRight and tried to make it work as an organization to turn the Republican Party into a true-conservative force in time for the 2010 elections. I failed at that, I infer, for lack of talent. We got almost no traction.
It's now ten months post that conclusion. I was invited a few weeks back by the first woman chairman of the Blount County Republican Party, Susan Mills, to join with others here in the Knoxville area to go to Washington D.C. to the
912 Rally. Though I've never been a member of any political party, I've known and respected Mrs. Mills for years. I not only accepted, but invited some others, who also accepted. Some 90-ish of us travelled on two busses, stayed in Chantilly, Virginia next to Dulles International Airport Friday and Saturday nights, and took the Metro into D.C. Saturday morning.
Fellow Knoxville
FairTax activist and supporter, Randy Ceccucci, called me at 8 a.m. to ask if I were at Freedom Plaza, the gathering and starting point. He said that the Plaza was already packed, that despite that the march to the Capitol wasn't scheduled until 11:30. I explained that I was still in Chantilly and that it'd be awhile. The Metro was not only operating a regular weekend schedule, but was performing track maintenance. Either they didn't know what was coming or didn't care. To understand the scene, picture the trains in Tokyo where there are police on the platform pushing and pushing people into the doorways like sardines so as to max occupancy. From the Vienna station we passed some thirteen stops, platforms jammed with rallyers, but with no-nil-nada-zip-zilch nanometers of space aboard. We finally arrived at Freedom Triangle station at about 10 a.m.
When we exited and passed the Reagan Building to Pennsylvania Avenue, the march had already begun. We joined the procession. Capitol Police had ordered the march to start because Federal Plaza, the surrounding streets, and west toward the White House were already jammed, and the Metro just kept spewing more by the tens of thousands every 14 minutes. The Nation's Capitol clearly was not prepared for what happened to them -- on many levels -- Saturday September 12, 2009.
I saw signs -- large, small, huge, colorful, brilliant, funny, insightful, inciteful; but none profane, over-the-top -- held both by marchers and folks standing to the sides. Then I focused on the people. Old and young, individuals and families. Costumed and practical-for-walking, though lots of red, white and blue. A tapestry of race and ethnicity. Polite, yet enthusiastic. Considerate of their fellows. These were, as I,
not people who vote for a living. They were people who
work for a living, for a life, for a family, to make their communities and nation better. Before reaching the Capitol I
knew why I was there.
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Addendum: September 15: A rally of leftists and gimmes also has a "tapestry of race and ethnicity" and sex orientation and gender, etc. There each
group (aka "community") has different signs, different chants, different agendae. Each wants
government to grant them more rights . . . and goodies. At the
912 Rally there were no groups, no communities, just patriots. Last Saturday there were a couple million American patriots on the same page.
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What was it all about? The rally's purpose came in a couple million shades, one per participant. The theme -- mine, the speakers, the signs, the shouts, the conversations -- however, was liberty
versus tyranny, freedom and personal responsibility
versus statism; about a huge and growing federal government
versus a very-limited government with only enumerated powers. The rally was all about the lost
Constitution and our need to
restore it. It was about the currently-ubiquitous word "trillion". Federal debt, this year's staggering deficits, future debt already committed of some $63,000,000,000,000 (That's trillion), along with a current agenda hell-bent on "remaking" America; they're all part of the mix as well.
Why now? Slope. America has been moving inexorably left for 220 years. It was nickel and dime for the first 120, but then the speed picked up. There was Teddy Roosevelt, followed by Woodrow Wilson, maybe our first liberal-fascist. The speed leftward slowed after him, but then came FDR. Wilson and FDR both knew that a crisis is a terrible thing to waste, and they created crises, then used them to move the country as fast as possible toward statism at the expense of liberty. JFK ran out of time, but LBJ put the pedal to the metal and the march toward statism on steroids. Nixon only tapped the brakes a tad while Ford couldn't find either the accelerator or the brakes. Carter was a dingbat (Think Edith Bunker), but still moved us leftward. Reagan faced Democrat majorities in congress, so the train kept rolling west. Clinton was only successful around the edges. The Bushes (41 and 43) together probably moved us farther left than Clinton could, but he (Clinton) spent a lotta time otherwise focused and occupied.
All of the above history was "frog in the pot of gradually-heating water". Beginning November 2008 Americans felt the heat. They experienced sorta-warm to simmering to boiling . . . quickly. TARP, bailouts, government takeovers, a trillion here and a couple trillion there. Liberal-fascist statists had been succeeding incrementally, yet inexorably, much to the delight of liberal-fascist statists, of gimmes (those who
vote for a living), and of career bureaucrats. Meanwhile, conservatives -- those who love liberty -- were busy working for a living and adjusting to the latest and greatest government intrusion and restriction and taxation. For way-too-many, only this year did they receive their wake-up call. I remind that I think it's too late.
What's next? I believe that the USA is toast. I think that way too many Americans are both ignorant of the
Constitution and fail to understand American exceptionalism. Those who are neither ignorant nor lack such understanding are busy working and supporting everyone else day in and day out. Those who vote and whine for a living, along with those who govern and wallow in power for a living will prevail 'cause that's their game. If in mid-October, when congress seeks to pass "healthcare reform", six million Americans rally at the nation's Capitol to intimidate their elected officials, I'll reconsider . . . gladly.