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How's This For Post-Partisan?

The Republican Party is now the War Party. Somewhat distressingly, the Democratic Party always was. What's missing from our political discourse actually is anthropology. I'm not a philosopher; I'm just a man who loves his country, and yes, its politics. What is Man? What does he do? What does he owe to his Creator? What does he owe to the nation he calls home? And to his neighbors and fellow citizens?

These are pretty basic questions, but ones that never get asked before we start. The truth is that you and I may have different answers. And that's fine, as long as we can talk. They are right to say that our politics is noxiously partisan; what never gets said is that it really is mindless. And most people give an answer that sounds like, "If only those people were not insane..." You know what? I do think most people who call themselves "progressives" are insane. Or, to be polite, they have the wrong anthropology. That wouldn't be that bad, if they could be circumspect about it. But they're usually smug and self-satisfied. When I think of a progressive, I think of a college professor, and a college freshman. Both of those people can be the best of America: inspiring, energetic, self-giving. But I guarantee you, that isn't the first image that pops into my head. And into the heads of most "conservatives".

Conservatives are nuts, too. For every 'liberal' dunderhead who's heard far too many sympathetic lectures on socialism and watched too many hours of Jon Stewart and Rachel Maddow, there's at least two conservatives that I wouldn't have a beer with. We need to be optimistic, winsome, and actually fun to be around. I admit, I'm not always that guy. Especially not when discussing this subject.

On the other hand, it's really hard to be optimistic and winsome when the party apparatus that represents "non-conservatives," let's call them, is completely devoted to the murder of children as perhaps its first principle. Yes, I'm talking about abortion. But I want to say that more than this, I'm holistically pro-life. That's why I unapologetically favor the abolition of the death penalty in the United States. Not because murderers don't deserve to die. They do, and they always have. But I see a Liturgy of Death in this country, and it proceeds just as surely in the death chambers in the prisons of the United States as it does in the abortion mills across this land. And it proceeds in distant battlefields, as the living instruments of our foreign policy give their lives, precisely for what, we don't know. But it is high time we stopped using that bond of fraternal sacrifice as a shield against our poor decisions, our misguided interventions cloaked in spasms of patriotism. Their fortitude is not a policy; the love of friends and family is not a justification.

It's clear that the Republican Party is going to have to save the "safety net," because as much as it may contribute to the common good--at least rhetorically--those responsible for its construction and expansion are too interested in their self-image and the self-aggrandizement of the technocratic elite to be bothered with reality. This president and his party make the spending excesses of the Bush administration look like a rounding error. The federal budget has at least doubled in 10 years. Even if I were a social democrat, that would seem alarming. Not that the president cares, really. He seems to think fine words and good intentions are all that governing requires. Remember that professor and college freshman? Obama is both, and it is most certainly not good, in this case.

That's all I have to say for now. I'd probably get pegged a "social conservative" and some kind of extremist. Well and good. I hope they call me a "Christian extremist" too; at least "Christian" won't mean endless nattering about civility and bipartisanship while cowering in the corner while the country burns.

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