The Once and Future Insurrection – Jason Hobbs
I’m a deserter. I didn’t understand that was what I did at the time, but now, in the better vision hindsight provides I can see the ugly truth: I deserted in a time of war.
I should explain.
I spent the 2007-2008 election campaigns overseas, stationed in Afghanistan and Egypt in the US Army. I watched as Hillary rose and then was ambushed out of nowhere by some relatively unknown (at least to us—later it would be revealed that he was a rising star in the Democrats at the time) guy by the name of Barack. This new arrival to the political battlefield was a charismatic fellow and many were swept up in his campaign of hope. I’d like to say I wasn’t fooled by him, but I feel I underestimated his allure.
I was out of touch, you see, I was insulated by the grace of being overseas and in the military from suffering the collapse of 2008. I didn’t need a peddler of hope, I still had it aplenty coming from elsewhere. Even so, when he was elected in November, I still had little reason to care; it was just the normal cycle of things, a Republican president followed by a Democrat president. Just like it had been for the entirety of my life.
Watching from the outside in 2009 changed that attitude. Suffice to say, I’d seen enough of administrative actions and world experience to realize this guy was bad news for the country. This was why when I exited Active Duty near the close of 2009 I made the decision to get involved. I found where my local Republican caucuses would be held and I volunteered that day in February 2010 to be a delegate. I made friends with some libertarians working within the Republicans to change the party, though I was still naive in my perception of the rot within that party.
As the primary season continued, I again put myself on the list to become a delegate for higher conventions, but I discovered something disheartening: I wasn’t wanted. Oh, the young blood was nice and all, but the Republican establishment wanted me to show up and vote for them and then sit back and shut up. I saw during that district caucus the old, well-established delegates who’d been so for years upon years chosen yet again, while we of the younger generation, our life experiences forged in the fires of war, were ignored. I felt dismissed, so I stopped trying. I sat and I watched the election and while many things in the 2010 election went our way, a number did not and I felt discouraged. Over the next eighteen months, I would watch the people I had supported proceed to bungle and screw up at every opportunity, driving Minnesota into the DFL’s (Minnesota’s brand of the Democrats) waiting arms and progressive madness.
At that point, I gave up and deserted from the battlefield, convinced the only way was to let the two corrupt sides burn the whole thing down and try to piece the remains back together. “Let the left have their little ‘revolution’”, I thought, “we’ll just put them down when the time comes.”
I woke up from my nap yesterday and realized the revolution had come and gone….and they’d already won.
There’s been chatter for years about this cold war between ideologies going hot, finally the tree of liberty getting its thirst slaked with the blood of patriots, and the disturbing anticipation so many ‘patriots’ feel towards this terrifying event. It is as if on the battlefield of blood, guts and mud is the only way to defeat the disease that is progressivism in their minds. They’ve conceded that the walls have fallen, the barbarians are within the gates, the battle has been lost and all that is left is phyrric battle. And so they wait, longing for the open hostilities while no doubt secretly hoping the status quo remains; things aren’t great right now, but at least they’re not worse. They’re waiting to fight an insurrection.
What they, and for the longest time I, thought is that the fight was still in the future. That now was instead the time to prepare and build defenses.
We’re wrong. The insurrection is happening right now.
The enemy isn’t the easy one—the jackbooted thugs armed and looking to kill us—it is the insidious one. It’s ideology, it’s fanaticism, it’s complacency. It is an enemy that attacks us on two fronts and must be met on those two fronts.
The old Party Members I spoke of earlier? The ones who wanted me to vote for them and then sit back down? They are one front, the entrenched establishment looking to maintain power and privilege, to keep themselves in comfort no matter the concessions they must make. We’re fighting an insurrectionary war against the RINO elements which seem to be everywhere within the GOP. And you can tell we’re making headway in the battle by the increase of intensity with which they and their collaborators among the leftists declare this insurrection to be ‘inconsequential’ and ‘irrelevant,’ by the increasing desperation to defame and discredit our cause. (Typical Alinskyite tactics.) This is also the origin of the calls for a party split.
The GOP RINOs would accept diminished stature that splitting the party would bring, so long as they are permitted to remain the ‘loyal opposition’ and continue receiving the perks of their power. The calls would also ensure on the second front Democrat (and therefore Leftist Progressive) domination for the foreseeable future, giving them the freedom to enact their dreams and finally tear down the great evil of the world, America. This front is the current battle of our insurrection, a fight to take the heart and soul of a political party long corrupted by the comforts of power and staffed by men and women more than happy to sell out to keep it.
This second front, the Leftist Progressives, products of Soviet agitprop of the Cold War, is the greater battle. The Soviets studied us and tailored their programs well. They played the long game and found willing conspirators among the Progressives born of the early 1900s. They took over the institutions which frame how we think, how we perceive, what we hear and know. Their disillusionment process was so thorough the most deeply indoctrinated are impossible to reach and are, sadly, forever lost to us. This is the enemy which we must face in the Long Fight, against which we must stand in the greater battle once we’ve moved beyond their proxies inside the GOP.
Because of the efforts of other rebels who stuck with the fight, we’ve now carved out a block with which we can, on a limited basis, engage the Leftist Progressives. We didn’t even have that much six years ago! It’ll take time, but we’re succeeding in many holding actions now and with patience we’ll be able to turn to the offensive!
The cracks are present in the other side. Defectors within the Democrat party growing more uncomfortable with the president’s need to drag his party further down the Soviet rabbit hole are potential allies, so long as they know they’re not going to be alone.
Back in the GOP, so long as we continue to stay the course and refuse to desert our positions we can and will further increase our gains and push back against the progressive disease infecting the establishment. They didn’t build their network overnight; we cannot build ours and tear theirs down overnight. It’s going to take hard work and some discouraged evenings to fight this insurrection, but it is a battle well-worth joining.
Those who’ve deserted the fight, we should all return again. Better to fight now than to wait for the gunsmoke and blood. The American Revolution was an aberration, an outlier event. Every other instance of a rebellion being fought successfully has led to horrible ends with dictatorships and death. We came out of the Revolution in an unheard of way, creating a country unlike any that has gone before nor come since. We cannot guarantee a second having such a grand outcome—it certainly isn’t worth the risk of becoming another Iraq or a Balkanized mess, which is the more likely end to any second revolution.
We must fight the insurrection now, in the battlefield of ideology and culture, so as to be saved from fighting it later in the battlefield of mud with the blood of our fathers, mothers, brothers, sisters and children.
The Insurrection has already begun in your neighborhood, your city, your state. You were looking for the fight, what are you waiting for?