Requiem for the Democratic Party

(with thanks to my daughter, who tonight, coincidentally and despite my many protestations, read to me a Democrat’s Inaugural Address)


I first heard of the news this evening when I opened an email from my cousin in Miami.

At first, I didn’t know what to make of the report from the Huffington Post,  thinking it just another symptom of the disease that has been infesting the Democratic Party for years.  But then, as I saw the video of Los Angeles Mayor Antonio Villaigosa struggling to deal with the inexplicable and pathetic behavior of the assembled Democratic Delegates, the full significance of the event hit me, leaving me in a cold state of disbelief.

I had just witnessed the death of the Democratic Party.

Unquestionably, its degrading carcass will linger around for a few months longer, making all sorts of offensive sounds and clinging to the hollow glory of its 2008 victory.  But in point of fact, like the thunderous boom of a fallen Cyclops, this monster will live to fight no more.

What I am referring to, of course, is the Democrats’ double fault of rejecting God’s place in its platform and of its refusal to acknowledge Jerusalem as the rightful and true capital of Israel, errors of which I first learned when Fox News Channel anchorman, Brett Baier, confronted Senator Dick Durbin with the apparent oversight.

The Senator’s response was shrill and defensive, his evasiveness embarrassing.  Obviously, I thought, this could only be a careless oversight.  There was no way, I rationalized, the Democrats would so brazenly divorce themselves from the fundamental beliefs this country holds so dear.  The fact is, as demonstrated in a 2011 Gallup poll, 92% of Americans believe in God, and amongst Democrats, that figure stands at 90%.  Undisputable as well is this country’s unshakeable support of Israel  (at least until the actions of this President) with 64% of Jews still supporting President Obama.

So, it seemed unimaginable to me that the Democrats would truly intend to discard our Creator in their politics and once again embarrass themselves before their Jewish followers.  And I found Senator Durbin’s abrasively defensive performance at the hands of Mr. Baier’s inquiry further evidence of the Democrat leadership’s regret over this development.

Until today’s performance proved me categorically wrong.

True to my original hypothesis the Democrat leadership, under the unexpected guidance of President Obama himself, took to the convention floor to rectify the situation.  It fell upon the unsuspecting mayor from Los Angeles to lead what was sure to be a mere formality of a proceeding.  After all, the teleprompter already stated the result he was supposed to declare. A motion would be presented that would add God to the platform and declare the Democrat Party’s unshakable resolve towards Israel.

But then, the Democrat Delegates spoke, and the nays rung louder than the yeas.

Mayor Villaigosa was baffled.  Again he posed the question, and again the votes came back at least as equally loud in opposition as they did in support.

This time confused and with the help of what appeared to be the Parliamentarian, Mayor Villaigosa asked a third time, and a third time the rejection reverberated louder than the affirmation; at which point, the mayor, in another insult to this country’s founding did the only thing a directionless Democrat could do; he made up his own result and ignored the voices of the Delegates.

And with that vote, the Democratic Party fell to its death.

Oh, you will hear liberal Democrats say that this event was of no significance.  And, of course, the mainstream media will do its best to treat the event as if it had never happened.

But in the era of social media and mass, polycentric communications the development cannot be swept away from the view of the American people.

The Republicans will take renewed vigor from this despicable behavior as they are once again reminded of the stakes in this election.  The Independents will be disgusted by the display and in the face of the heart-warming and uplifting speeches emanating from Tampa, will run to the right.

And the Democrats….Their ears will ring with a fading voice that now seems ever-distant and sounds more like Romney and Ryan than any member of their convention.  A voice that declared in a heavy Massachusetts accent…”for I have sworn before you and before almighty God the same solemn oath our forebears prescribed nearly a century and three quarters ago.”  A voice that affirmed the revolutionary beliefs that “the rights of man come not from the generosity of the state, but from the hand of God.”  The same voice that during the same inaugural address demanded all heed the Biblical commands of Isaiah, and after challenging Americans to “ask not what your country can do for you-ask what you can do for your county,” declared, “Let us go forth to lead the land we love, asking His blessing and His help, but knowing that here on earth God’s work must truly be our own.”

Those Democrats will smell the poison their Party has imbibed, and they too will abandon their former partners, leaving the Pelosis, the Reeds, the Wasserman-Schultzs, the Bydens, the Move-Ons, the Franks, and the Obamas holding an empty shell of a movement, a sham of a political overture whose time has finally come to a close.

Yes the Democratic Party suffered a mortal wound tonight, one from which it will not recover in its present form, and one that heralds the coming end of a Presidency and the dawn of another.

But take heart.  The Democrats will come back, and if they have learned anything from this debacle, they will return asking themselves what they can do for their country rather than the other way around.


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