After-the-Election Thoughts...

From Dave Carter, writing at Ricochet.  I find myself largely in agreement with his conclusion (but do go read the whole post):

So what to do? For me, there are two answers, one intimate and the other public. On an intimate level, to people I know personally who supported this man, my message is simple: good luck. In the words, of Samuel Adams, I will not seek, "... your counsel or your arms. Crouch down and lick the hands which feed you. May your chains set lightly upon you, and may posterity forget that you were our countrymen." May you enjoy your rendezvous with the government functionary who will weigh your age and health against the expense of whatever medical procedure you will need. You earned it. But my children and grandchildren didn't earn it, yet you've foisted that awful and ghastly fate on them as well. For that, you have my undying contempt.

On a public level, recognizing with shame that it is my generation that has consigned a great country to darkness and servitude, I can only continue the fight. At some point, events will run their course. The currency will be devalued into meaninglessness by repeated mass printings, the debt will be called, the loot which the takers now demand will dry up, and the country will implode. Perhaps out of the ashes, a few voices will be heard reminding all that it didn't have to be like this. It is my hope that Ricochet will be among those voices, and that mine will be among yours.

Though this generation is lost, the fight continues for the next, or the one after that. As long as I have a voice, I will be using it to remind everyone that it didn't have to be this way. Recalling Winston Churchill's remark that, "I like a man who grins when he fights," I look forward to engaging along side the rest of you. And as my friend Alphonse says, "May God bless da hell outta you."