For non-Whites in this country, there are not views, but permanent
interests not subject to nuance. This is why we speak of the “Black
vote,” “Hispanic vote,” even though it would seem odd to speak of
something called the “White vote.”
Yesterday, I shook off the hangover from the open bar at the Election
Night party and read about our historic victory. The conservative
movement has heroically stopped Obama’s diabolical scheme to make
America socialist, with John Boehner as our weepy Leonidas.
Conservatism is flush with victory and all throughout the land,
ambitious College Republicans, my fellow think-tankers, and unemployed
scribblers are dreaming of staff jobs, committee assignments, and
midnight tangos with the supple interns of Capitol Hill.
losers” made excited references to 1994, seemingly blind to the
reality that the “Republican Revolution” did nothing to stop the growth
of government or reverse cultural decline and President Clinton
cruised to victory two years later. Nonetheless, young conservatives
are cute when they are happy, and I tried to hold my tongue as wild
proclamations were made around the office about the imminent end of Big
It was satisfying to see the Democrats go down to defeat, in the same
way it was satisfying to watch Jon Stewart’s pained expression while
reporting on President Bush’s re-election in 2004. Evil, or rather, the
Evil Party, was justly punished. At the same time, let us be under no
illusions about the Stupid Party.