The Black Republican

Tony Blankley recalls the days of the nation's pubescence:

War weariness was spreading, and demands for negotiations to end the killing were becoming strident. In the Middle West the Copperhead movement was strong, and there were rumors of an insurrection intended to bring about an independent Northwest Confederation. The Democrats were organizing for their national convention to be held in Chicago at the end of August, and they were likely to adopt a peace platform. The Republicans were badly divided, and Lincoln was whipsawed between those who thought him too lenient toward the South and those who thought him too severe. Worst of all, the Union armies appeared stalemated. Sherman at the head of the Western Armies was approaching Atlanta but was not, apparently, nearer victory over Joseph E. Johnson. In the East, the Army of the Potomac was bogged down in a siege of Petersburg.

And like any adolescent, America was mad at its father-figure, who insisted on telling the child to grow up:

By August of 1864, Lincoln wrote to a friend; "You think I don't know I am going to be beaten. But I do and unless some great change takes place badly beaten — then it will be my duty to so cooperate with the President elect, as to save the Union between the election and the inauguration; as he will have secured his election on such ground that he can not possibly save it afterwards."

If this all doesn't sound eerily familiar, you're lucky enough to escape the range of the news gurus and their maelstrom of conventional wisdom. If you're not so lucky and you're Republican, you may be feeling somewhat hopeless.

Don't be.

As Blankley later observed, Lincoln did not only win that same election that he doubted so much, but he won it handily. It might have been helpful to our perspective if we could pull up polling data to explain how Lincoln did it, but there's a slight problem: "Right-track/Wrong-track" and "Job performance" have never been polled during a wartime for survival, because the science was only developed well after World War II. The Boomer elite now running the media newsrooms think that it's still Vietnam and they can still kill a Presidency. Consequently, conventional wisdom is measuring inches with a meter stick, and if you listen closely you can hear the pundits worrying why their boots don't fit right.

I trust the American people more. Most Americans know the best way to buy new boots is to try on the pair you like, and to walk out with the ones that fit best. Style may be important for some people and on some occasions, but if the boots will be on your feet while you're working every day, they'd better be comfortable or there'll be hell to pay later.

We've been lucky to have a man in the President's shoes for the last three years who knows how to walk the walk, so now that we're at the toughest part of the trail, it's not the time to change shoes and break a new pair in. I trust the American people more, but they still need our help to counter the distortions of the media.

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