The CPAC Dance

Its that time again. A special place filled with conservative gum drops and GOP candy canes. The time for conservative looking people to stand up and spout conservative things. Express their outrage at everything liberal. Where it is kosher to attack the president. Where a former quasi conservative governor whose lineage contains a quasi conservative presidential father and quasi conservative presidential brother, can claim by birthright his anointed position. The only location on earth where conservatives suddenly feel they can speak openly about their views.

Yet the world burns.

In the real world, outside the force field of CPAC, the GOP couldn’t tell the difference between their conservative elbow and their conservative bong hole. Floundering like a fish out of water, they haven’t yet realized the fisherman was practicing catch and release. We can celebrate the previous election all we want. When the only dance partners the US voters had to chose from were two fat girls, it does not make the winner a Victoria’s Secret model.

The GOP actually has to lead. They need to put those pretty speeches into actual action in Congress. If your speech writers include verses that claim the president is going beyond his constitutional authority, then maybe, if the GOP is the conservative party, we could instruct it leaders to address that issue. However, that would require putting your job on the line and wearing your beliefs on your sleeve. “What if I’m not liked?” “What if the American voter calls me the fat girl again?” In reality the only real tribulation these congressmen fear is the loss of their power.

For a week, national conservatives speak with authority, rally the base and add one more by-line to their presidential resume. If we were serious about returning power to the people, in this time of constitutional crisis, we would hold off patting our own backs and put our efforts into demanding the GOP lead. The American people picked the dance partner, but if you are going to stand there like a poindexter while the music plays, you are going to leave the dance alone.

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