I never knew Moses Sands, but I met Vassar Bushmills at the American Business Center in Skopje during the NATO War in Kosovo in 1998. We've worked projects together ever since. Almost a year ago we had dinner together in Portland and discussed constitutional matters far afield from the little covert small business battles we carried on in the Balkans. This blog site and Greatamericanzeroes.com were but two results.
     Vassar recently posted a series of articles here in which I participated. His latest one directed some comments toward the so-called conservative blog army with which we've had almost no luck in enlisting in the real fight against the Left. I called VB and told him this was my bailiwick and I'd like to comment further.
     What follows is an analysis and an indictment. it is not a call to arms. To hell with that, we'll raise an army elsewhere.

     Q: What do you get when useful idiots meet useless wizards?
     A: More Useful idiots.

     It seems like a simple enough fact situation. When you pick a team (for whatever reason) and your team loses, something has to change. There has to be self-reflection and analysis. What did we do wrong? What can we do to improve things? Things have to be done differently. Same-o, same-o is not an option...if we are to win.
     Question is: Is that even why we're playing? Or is our participation just a vanity? An indulgence? A time-killer in between CSI and House?
     If any of these last answers really apply to you...and only you can know...then I want you out of my g-damned locker room! You're not on my team, nor any other team. Every team wants you out of their locker room.
     You're not even on the sidelines. You're in the stands. You're a spectator, with an opinion not one of the players out here on the field cares one whit about. You're no better than those 'Bama or Cowboys Monday morning quarterbacks who, when sober, just have to have give their two cents' worth on ESPN or FoxSports' blog site.
      Only here's the rub. Those besotted 'Bama fans are not afraid to go toe-to-toe with 'Gator fans. And they have snot bubbles in their nose and drool coming out of the corners of their mouths on the things they feel strongly about. They have passion.

     While politics requires a team-spirit, and team-like tactics and movements, it's not quite the same as a game where the scoreboard says it all. Rule books are less defined. And sometimes, as now, one side unilaterally can determine the stakes of the game. This is how it is in life. When the other sides wants to kill you, or take away something precious that belongs to you, and there are no police about who can, or will, come to your aid, guess what? The other side just named the stakes, and you have to play whether you want to or not. Or, you can surrender....and even delude yourself into believing you didn't.
      Before I joined Mr Bushmill's blog, I was working with an science ethicist in Georgia who was having some interesting gives-and-takes with one site where it was easy to comment back and forth more or less in real time. Some of those strings went on for days. See, he was taking a real blasting for being a Christian. This is the sort of stuff you conservative bloggers filter out, by the way, so almost never see, and certainly never respond to. (By the way, did you know that William F Buckley Jr replied to every letter he'd ever received? Every one....on his own typewriter...for over forty years.)
     I watched for several days and noticed certain patterns in the way the screamers screeched, cussed, and ranted and raved. Their arsenal was rather small, the ammunition small calibre, which they tried to disguise by making it sound like a machine gun. (The Squeaky Wheel Diversion...which still works in most places.) My friend and I exchanged notes and over time we'd found certain parries of his that seemed to send them into a funk, or maybe a quiet pause, possibly even reflection. Some of the "Shite-ing Bovines" (one of our names for them) were quite smart, but others were as dumb as rocks...you never know with the internet, do you? My colleague almost always got in the last word, and they always broke off the exchange, only to reappear a few days later on the same site, but under another topic, acting as if they'd never even heard of my friend when he joined in. (My friend was trying to pick a fight, you see.) Their sigh was almost audible as they knew he hadn't gone away. What also was evident was that they were well aware of an audience out there, that others were watching and listening in (sic). We learned that they were playing to the crowd as if were some sort of turf war, so we played to the crowd as well...and that's where things began to click.
    That was almost two years ago, and they are still there, my friend checking in from time to time just to pee in their Cheerios. But you see, there are now about a half dozen others who have joined the fray, some as proponents of Good (and God), still others just trying to be objective fact-checkers (The Left is lousy with lies and non-facts and susceptible to correction. You will find they would rather come off as liars than stupid.). The end result is that the shite-ing bovines no longer control the highway there. They are simply part of the passing crowd...and that bothers them a lot.
    These little sorties were not only fun, but thinking we could bottle it, and enlist the aid of regular conservative bloggers, in Oct '07 I wrote a piece here about developing ways to defeat these little children of darkness.
    Since then, having determined that bringing a reverence for truth back to the forefront of politics (national politicians are not afraid being outed as liars anymore) we opened greatamericanzeroes.com where we hang public liars. Designed as a site to have an impact on local officials and elections, requiring the aid of bloggers all over the country (for local news stories), we decided to begin hanging some of the more notable national liars, just for effect. On researching some of the more infamous national lies, just to have some faces to "hang", I saw the role these little sonnenkinder played in proliferating the Haditha lie, and the "Bush-lied-People-Died" trilogy of lies, among others. Global warming is being proliferated similarly. And heaven help the things they say about God, and Christians in general, out there. Keith Olbermann has his own page-after-page of lies on dailyCos written just for his acolytes of the Left. We plan to expose and enumerate his lies at GAZ (along project) but wouldn't it be nice if amidst all that foot kissing from his followers on that blog a few well chosen words by someone other than a fan slipped in under the gill net?
     We have been trying to enroll conservative bloggers to engage this brood head-on. Recently I asked St George Frederick, GAZ director, to send personal emails, and ask all of you to become more active by visiting the GAZ site and send us names of local liars, which involves getting out the stands, and getting into the fight.
      Similarly, almost a year ago, we contacted several bloggers with a direct request to take on these screaching Scarlett's. Of nearly 100, we got three replies. One stated (honestly I suppose) that he didn't think such fights were seemly. A common enough conservative disorder, these days. Let someone else do our street fighting. The others stated this Left wing rabble (we also call them collectively, "dailyCuss") weren't worth the time. They are insignificant players; won't even show up to vote.
      So, who kicked who's arse just 40 days ago? Mark Twain once said he'd like to meet the devil. "After all", he said, "anyone who is the spiritual head of half the world...and the political head of the whole of it...must have some executive ability." I'd think you'd be equally as interested in knowing a little more about the Enemy. Or if not the Enemy, maybe the Good you purport to subscribe.
      If they are so insignificant, why did the leaders of the Democrat Party fly out to Vegas or wherever it was in 2006 to meet with them? If their votes really didn't materialize last November, why (and how) were they able to set the tone for the election sweep that has led the United States Constitution to the edge of extinction?
       One word: Fear.
       Whatever you think of them, the socialist leaders of the Democrat Party fear this brood.
       And they do not fear you.

        About fear, something needs to be said. Fear is the mother's milk of the Constitution, for it assumes (as written by Vassar Bushmills elsewhere) that elected officials will perform, and conduct the public weal only so long as they are afraid of the people. Fear will always drive them; fear of dishonor, of corruption, exposure, or, lately, not getting enough money.
        The Constitution found no innate nobility among elected officials. It reserved all the nobility of this republican undertaking in the people of the United States as they pursued Life, Liberty and Happiness. It assumed they, and a few dedicated Protectors (our words) were the font of nobility in America, and that as long as they (we) had politicians on a short leash, things would generally turn out right, and the Constitutional values would be safely passed onto a new generation.
        That Congress has switched constituencies is apparent. In doing so, they have also switched the sources of their fear.
         My only question to conservatives in general, and conservative bloggers, in particular, is: Why don't they fear you?
         It could be that you (collectively) are not a threat. Has it ever dawned on any of you as to why Conservative Talk Radio rakes in millions of listeners and revenues, while Liberal Talk Radio falls miserably on its face? Because talk is cheap and usually goes nowhere once it enters the ear. Liberals are street brawlers, and while you may not like their manners, or their language, and certainly not their political philosophy, they now own the political highway, and while you may feel secure in your ability to say and think what you please, and exult in self-congratulation at its high-mindedness, you seem not to fully understand that the only territory you control is a single driveway to your house.
         And they know it. They are certainly willing to let you have your way as long as it does nothing to remove them from the territory they've taken the past eight years. While Rome burned...
         But I seriously have to question, are you really all that different from those teat-fit throwing, foot stomping Scarlett O'Hara's of the Left? I see "conservative" in the titles of your Google listings. But really? Did you pay for that?
         These are questions first for your "closet" (that's for those of you who read), as well as possibly a posting from time to time on your blog as to a statement of beliefs. Sort of an Apostles Creed for conservatives. It would be nice to read one from time to time.
         Why are you a conservative? What does it mean to be one? Can you articulate it, or is all "just understood", maybe as David Duke understood himself to be a Republican? Is there a consensus among you. And here's a biggie, just for the helluva it: In your own mind, can you tell me, or your colleagues, or even yourself, who the Constitution was written for? For whom does the bell toll?
         I ask these questions for St George and I  have visited an awful lot of conservative blog sites, and I see virtually no mention of bedrock conservative principals. The war in Iraq is not a bedrock principal, but rather stands on it. Low taxes are not bedrock principles, but rather stand on them. Etc, etc.
          It's seems, as Vassar once told me, that the Many of the best and brightest of the new conservative generation define themselves by who they are not...i.e., C-students, and this is reflected in their political philosophy. It was no different with the 1960s Left, who rejected out of hand any and all things that had come down and been repeated and repeated, ad nauseum through the schools and culture about the virtues of America. They rejected anything a C-student could have grasped as easily as they.
         What separates your from them is that what has come down to you for the past forty years has been liberal pablum, which you also reject out of hand, but alas, seemingly for the very same reasons.

         Get out of my locker room. There's a Fight here, and you are not a part of it. You are not a member of the team.  My team or any team. Get in the Fight or get out, you useless wizards, for indeed, you have also become useful idiots to the socialists who would dance you around like marionettes, minions of the dark side, one and all. Wormintongues.
         But first, take that trip to that closet.
 Bernard Chumm