Dylan Mulvaney Never Knew What Hit Him
Hey I just got to your blog by random. I find it interesting, and I'm wondering how did you transition to your current state of mind from being a Leftist?I find conversion stories always curious.Btw, here is a video you are likely to lovehttp://www.youtube.com/watch?v=8xtNr5-up0Uand this is my websitewww.kejda.netTake care,Kejda
Kejda,It didn't happen all at once: During Bush's first election, Karl Rove played the dreaded "gay marriage" gambit, and (rather than treating it as the joke it was) the Left went into it's usual spasms from the apocalypse. That got me confused - and pissed. Hadn't we seen this movie before? Why is everybody tripping - again? It was a time to play dress-up and fools wanted to kill themselves. I started understanding the Left couldn't grasp the game of politics, at all, and wondering why I was siding with such losers.Then, the wars started, and as the charges (and counter-charges) began to fly, I started to look into them, online. I found the Right was saying something much closer to the truth than the Left was. That surprised me. The Left was - and is still - just saying any old thing, playing stick-and-move, or catch-me-if-you-can. That was really annoying, and started to foster a sense of betrayal in me. I mean, we were at war - kill or be killed for our soldiers (I'm a veteran) and civilians (here and abroad) alike - it was no time for the usual peacetime shenanigans, but that's what the Left was offering. And I, still, kinda bought it. Or stuck with it. Loyalty and all, y'know?Next, I went to live in France. (Oh, I was so hard-core!) Big mistake. I was disappointed in the state of things (especially the workings of socialism) saw/heard their ignorant anti-Americanism, and, finally, saw the U.S. - and the president - from a totally different perspective. It was easy to see America for what it is in a place that defines itself by not being like us. I loved my country, before, but fell in love with it all over again - passionately. Like, head-over-heels, in love. Like, if nobody else was going to defend her, I will. The Macho Response.I came back to the U.S., and found the Left in full-on anti-war mode. (They were politically, like, a year or two behind me.) And, like the French, they were still saying just any old hurtful thing. (Think of that Michael Moore movie, Fahrenheit 9/11.) That blew it: I started considering switching parties - a very big deal to this life-long Democrat. It took me about a year (up until Bush's second election) to finally do it, but, once I did, I felt like I could finally breathe again. It just felt right, y'know? Like that old Parliament/Funkadelic song said, Everything Was On The One. And I haven't looked back since.Like a lot of former-Leftists (since I know their ways so well) I find most of the Left repulsive now. Like looking at an old photo of yourself and noticing, for the first time, what stupid clothes you wore, what untrustworthy friends you had, and how high you always appeared to be. So much of it just seems base now - slippery - empty; with no center; no values; and nothing I'd call "hope". Anything for a reaction. Highlighted hypocrisy on sale to the most gullible bidder. A learned series of secret handshakes that compel the intelligent to always - always - wipe their paw on their pant leg afterwards. Just to be safe. The lifestyles of the unscrupulous used-car salesmen. Clumsy gangsters on parade. Everything that could be un-American about America. The worst kind of compulsive liars.That reads so harsh. In some ways, I just want to say "fools", but I've seen such ugliness. So, I guess, I've said enough. I'm a Republican now - atheist-type. I'll be checking you out: Thanks for writing - and the video - you were right on the money.
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