Some advice for my fellow classical liberals / constitutional conservatives going forward: embrace bemusedness. Lead from behind. Point and laugh and shake your heads. Smile knowingly.
Be not bothered by the smug lectures from progressives who today wish to chide you or molest you with their sudden interest in “reality,” and then declare your demise is complete. Let them stay drunk on their pride; let them embrace the demographics they’ve decided is tantamount to destiny. Let them march toward the culmination of their historical dialectic, boastful, filled with hubris, clinging to the materialism they pretend to have shunned. Because the looks on their faces when they reach their destination will be absolutely worth the wait.
And take heart: We now have dibs on “I told you so”– not with respect to the President or the professional left or even many in the media and academia, who have spent decades finessing history and massaging narratives and dumbing down the “masses” until they could seize this particular historical moment, to sabotage the last best hope on earth and turn it into just another socialist police state run by a permanent ruling class and its bureaucratic army (that is, them) — but with the useful idiots who they wooed and fooled and used to secure their power. And though that’s cold comfort, at least it’s something to hold onto when it all goes pear shaped. Which it necessarily must. The laws of economics can’t be wished out of being.
Not being surprised at the coming collapse will hopefully give us an edge.
One other thing, and I’m serious about this: consider some sort of identification, a kind of marker, that lets others of your kind know who you are and where you stand implicitly. Get over your aversion to tattoos; a small “live free or die” or “don’t tread on me” somewhere on your person might just one day save your from the zombie hordes. Hell. Use henna if you have to. If you’re into irony, maybe a yellow Star of David sewn to your suit jacket.
Because make no mistake. They’ll be coming. They have to. It’s just a matter of how long it takes before the revolution starts and the country divides into factions. The takers have now voted themselves your labor and liberty. But I suspect when it comes time to forcibly take it, that’s when the seriousness sets in.
Our political class can’t help us. It’s just not in them, precisely because they lack any sort of core conviction. I’ve been saying for years that it’s the ruling class against the rest of us, that party doesn’t matter. And it doesn’t.
Be your own master. Smile. Knowingly. And wait.
Our time will once again come.