The death of the Democratic Party
By Tom Quiner
The debate is over. The party of the little guy is dead.
I may be a lifelong Republican (a designation being sorely tested), but I have respect for much of what the Democratic Party once stood for: from better working conditions for the little guy to a robust opposition to communism.
The Democratic Party of Franklin Roosevelt and John F. Kennedy has morphed into something unrecognizable to those proud liberals of their day.
To me, the party died with the election of Barack Obama. But if anyone still had doubts, they were put to rest at this week’s Democratic National Convention.
The core belief of the party is ugly: that human life is disposable if it is inconvenient. There is no moderating Bill Clintonesque rhetoric that abortion should be ‘safe, legal, and rare.’ Now, human abortion is proudly trumpeted as a virtue from an international platform.
Rare is no longer in the Democrat’s vocabulary.
The Democrat’s allowed Ilyse Hogue, president of NARAL Pro-Choice America, to proudly proclaim her abortion in front of a television audience of tens of millions of people, to thunderous applause.
She now has two “beautiful” children, but they are only beautiful because they were desired. Her first child was not beautiful in her eyes, because the kid got in the way of Ms. Hogue’s hopes and dreams. The aborted child, let’s call her Ilyse Junior, will never be able to realize her own hopes and dreams because of a selfish decision by her mother.
I was struck by the backdrop to Ms. Hogue’s admission. You can see it in the photo above. Look at the young women in the background. Something has to be turning over in the back of their minds. They are members of the Roe v Wade Generation (born after January 23rd, 1973).
Their lives were very, very disposable in the womb. If Ilyse Hogue was their mom, there was a one in three chance they may not have been standing there.
The odds of the Roe v Wade Generation surviving the first nine months in the womb are less, far less, than “winning” at Russian Roulette. With Russian Roulette, you have a 5 out of 6 chance of living (83%). But data from the CDC reveals that 4 of 10 persons are aborted in unwanted pregnancies.
Only 60% survive.
This is still too much for the modern Democratic Party. They want to expand the reach of Big Abortion with taxpayer funded abortions. Their platform calls for the repeal of the Hyde Amendment, which prevents the use of taxpayer funds for human abortion, except in the cases of rape, incest, and the life of the mother.
They view human abortion as a fundamental right of all women. If they get their way, the 60% survival rate of infants in the womb will plummet even more.
The Democrats propose many grand schemes: free college; free day care; free universal healthcare.
This sounds great to the little guy, except that you can’t go to college if you’re dead.
You don’t need free day care if you’re dead.
You don’t have to worry about healthcare if you’re dead.
The Democratic Party is all about death. That’s why the party of ‘the little guy’ is dead.
They are evil.
They’re not evil. They’re deluded. What they promote IS evil.
The Democratic Party was never that great. For a while, it stood for great things, but even before that it stood for slavery, the KKK, and other notable mentions. Sometimes I wonder if the reason they ever championed those good things is because it let them stay in power.
But that’s speculation. Right, that whole paragraph. To say that there aren’t people in either party who have good intentions (or wicked ones) would be ridiculous. The problem is the very few, the extremely corrupt, the intensely powerful officials like Hillary, or Debbie, or Hillary, or Obama, or Hillary who use the “skin of a truth stuffed with a lie” to twist the minds of people into electing them and letting them game the system of democracy.
Donald and Hillary have made it a rough season to be a conservative.
I hear you. Conservative principals are the answer to about every problem the U.S. faces. Donald is no standard bearer for these ideas.
In theory, I’d rather Trump be president. In fact, I’m all over Trump… Until he starts talking.
In practice, I think if Trump wins, I would be embarrassed to be a Republican, and it would basically bar any future Republican presidential candidates from ever winning in the future.
“Hey, remember what happened when we tried YOUR idea?” the donkey will say to the elephant.
“Not really,” he’ll reply.
You nailed it.