Afterthoughts and aftershocks
Well, friends, it's the morning after the night before -- and the smell of sweet victory is in the air. And to see mainstream America triumph over the mainstream media is a heartening sign that America is still America.
America won one for the Gipper last night. The long lines of real America that stood reverently by the roadside for hours just to pay their last respects to that giant of the 20th Century turned out once again yesterday in record numbers to let the elites know -- we are the real America -- and we still have a voice.
Oh, what a triumph for goodness. For conservative values. For common sense. For decency. For honesty. For faith. For peace through strength. For security.
And now for a post-mortem -- of the dem party and its tactics of hatred and rage and this latest blunder down another electoral blind alley.
We all know the almost unsuperable odds that Bush had to overcome to win this resounding victory.
So yesterday we had the last gasp of the MSM -- the very last attempt to manipulate the election by grossly skewing the exit polls. By the time I heard some of the early exit polls showing a big Kerry win I simply tuned out for the rest of the evening, knowing that the exit polls had to be rigged. I tuned back in this morning to find what was to be expected -- a resounding George Bush victory.
And now for John Kerry. Graceless to the end he didn't even have the manners and gratitude to make an appearance before his own supporters, who partied into the wee hours of the morning, hoping and waiting to hear from their candidate. But no, a coward to the end, Kerry sent out his sock puppet, Edwards, to thank the crowd for their hard work and to inform them that they would wait until the morning to decide what to do. You'd think he'd have the decency to get out there and thank those people himself. But -- why are we surprised?
This morning the continuous shots of Kerry's front door at his Beacon Hill Townhouse -- a front door appropriately painted black with a rather funereal wreath of brown, dead flowers -- looked for all the world like a public death watch. The world watching and waiting for the news to come. The king is dead -- long live the king. And I half expected the doors to open and the casket to be borne reverently out into the streets to the strains of a funeral dirge. I couldn't be happier.
And in yet another graceless act, in a campaign of nothing but graceless acts, Kerry not only refused to concede late last night when it was obvious to all that he couldn't prevail, but he kept posponing his decision today -- from 10 a.m. to 12 p.m. to 1 p.m. and now - finally -- we hear it will be at 2 p.m. What's he waiting for? are his nails not dry yet? Is the pompadour not on straight. Or is he simply sleeping in and can't be bothered with the niceties?
And then -- another graceless act. From what we hear of the gist of the conversation which passed between the president and Kerry, the president, in his usual manner as a decent human being and gentleman, did the honorable thing. He complimented Kerry as a tough and worthy opponent who fought a hard and good battle. He thanked him for his fine service to his country, etc. etc. And Kerry? Responded that the country was divided!!! Yup!! -- And guess whose fault that is??? Hmmmm? What a low-down sorry and shameless way to "concede" the election.
I'm waiting now to hear him speak at 2 p.m. Let's see if he can muster even a scrap of decency out of this shamefest that was this campaign to steal an election and demoralize America in a time of war.
Can the man do ONE thing well and decently in his life? He's really already passed the point of doing that. He should have done it last night.
More thoughts from veritas:
Our gracious hostess has again distilled the essence of a matter. The entire Democrat effort this year has been graceless. Graceless candidates, graceless wives, graceless surrogates -- the only Democrat with any grace was Zell Miller, who was a trooper for the President's re-election!
For me, a confirming moment for all this gracelessness [which comes to mind only for its being so recent, not its uniqueness] was Edwards turning his introduction of Kerry's concession speech into Edwards' first speech of his 2008 Presidential campaign. Shameless. Tasteless. Graceless.
It's no wonder we preferred the graciousness [and strength] of the Bushes to the moneyed crassness of the Heinz-Kerry and her step-gigolo.