Stacy McCain is in the dumps, as am I, and a lot of Americans this morning. It’s hard to see how things are going to be looking up any time soon. There’s not much reason at all for the economy to pick up steam. Nothing, fundamentally, has changed, and neither have the prospects for change. Unemployment will likely remain high as businesses try to hold their ground against an onslaught of tax increases and regulations. The deficit is likely to continue rocketing upward, and billions more taxpayer dollars will be wasted on Obama’s next round of losing green energy investments.
Though I’m pretty bummed (and so is the stock market) about the prospect of another four years under the leadership of the least-qualified man to ever hold the office, I’m not ready to throw in the towel just yet. I like McCain, and agree with many things he says, but I’m not quite ready to think we are “Doomed Beyond All Hope of Redemption.” Here’s his closing paragraph of a piece in the American Spectator:
What is left to hope for? That the American people will soon regret their choice? That another four years of economic stagnation and escalating debt will cure them of their insane appetite for charismatic liberals? If four years of endless failure have not rid them of this madness, the disease may well be terminal. Perhaps others will still see some cause for hope, and in another few weeks my friends may persuade me to see it, too. But today I will hear no such talk, and I doubt I’ll be in a better mood tomorrow. At the moment, I am convinced America is doomed beyond all hope of redemption, and any talk of the future fills me with dread and horror.
So why don’t I think we’re doomed? I’m not sure. Perhaps I’m possessed of that indomitable American spirit that says we won’t be defeated (at least not permanently). I don’t know. I want to believe our republic will survive as the founders intended, but it’s hard to see past the gloomy haze of a bitter defeat. For now, we conservative types must soldier on, and figure out a strategy to win next time.
Read the whole thing: The American Spectator : Doomed Beyond All Hope of Redemption.