It is not very ladylike to gloat. So truly and honestly, I've been trying not to do so. But do you want to know what makes that so hard? What makes it hard is everything that has transpired since the 2008 election.
When I expressed my displeasure for Obama's agenda and I was told, by a source who will remain nameless, "Well he won and he is your President so you'd better shut up and deal with it."
Attending peaceful, civil, not to mention tidy, rallies only to be accused of being a racist. Or called a "teabagger." By no less than "my" President himself. And just in case you haven't googled the term, it's not just another name for Tea Party. It is an insulting, pejorative sexual reference that should never ever be used by an elected official who my taxes are paying to describe anyone. Unless we can level the playing field and refer to far left wackos as "rusty trombones" or "dirty sanchezes."
Watching a government who promised to televise on C-SPAN the healthcare reform debates instead engage in political sausage making that included buying off any number of Senators and House Representatives with exemptions, specifically excluded Republicans and produced a bill numbering in the thousands of pages that the members of Congress admitted openly they had not read.
Hearing the (former) Speaker of the House, Nancy Pelosi, say we had to pass the healthcare reform bill to find out what is in it.
Watching the President say outrageous things like "I do think at a certain point you've made enough money" and appoint a "Pay Czar" to dictate bonuses in the private sector. Really? Last time I checked, the President is Commander in Chief and no where in his or her job description is the determination of private sector pay or how much we deserve to earn.
Deficit spending, which was unacceptable under Bush, went on steroids and spiraled out of control.
It was enough to dispirit a gal.
But just as the mainstream media was pronouncing Conservatism dead, as James Carville declared Democrats would be the ruling party for forty years, as the era of Reagan was deemed dead, something special happened. The American people rose up and said HELL NO. No, we don't want big government. No, we don't want a European style nanny state. No, we don't think your snobby, elitist behinds can make our lives better than freedom can. No, we don't think our society needs to be fundamentally transformed. No, we don't think income needs to be redistributed. And no, calling us (incorrectly) racists or teabaggers won't make us go away.
Then all those people showed up to vote. The GOP walked away with (at least - some races still pending) 63 House seats, 6 Senate seats, Republican Governors in places like Michigan, Ohio and Maine (and a whole lot more), and 18 state legislatures flipping to the right.
So as unladylike as it may be, I do feel a little smug. Because what had been rejected in the elections of 2006 and 2008 was not the Conservatism that I love and hold dear. The Conservatism that I have been told repeatedly over the last two years is dead and gone. It was centrist, smooshy, moderate Republicans. Now the true Conservatives are back and baby, it feels good.