T.J. McCormack

The Coffee Roaster in Sherman Oaks where cute brilliant Conservatives are sure to be found.

I’m sitting here on formerly vibrant Ventura Blvd in formerly lovely Sherman Oaks, CA at the always good Coffee Roaster. It’s a small mom
and pop that does really well in spite of it’s location a half block from Starbucks.

So I’m sipping and thinking about how badly I need to write a new article, and how hard it is for me to think of something about which
to write. Then Punk and Slob walked by. Two stubble-headed, scruffy-faced un-tucked embarrassments, and I was reminded of a topic I’ve been meaning to WRITE about for quite some time…

What the heck has become of some people’s appearance? I mean this in terms of how they sound as well as look. Punk and Slob were awful in both regards. Each was wearing filthy jeans which were slung below their hips exposing their underwear their heads were shaved in a sloppy menacing way, and one was walking a savage looking pit bill. As they walked past me, as if on cue, I heard the following, “…so I said I’ll punch your **cking face in and p*ss on your girlfriend. Really, these guys were just lovely. In the spirit of intellectual honesty I curse like a sailor but not in public, and (generally) not in mixed company.

I’m seeing more and more pigs these days. Both men and women of all ages. I don’t have a low threshold either. I know when I’m looking at a mom who had to run to the store in pajama bottoms because the baby needed milk, just like I know when someone is just letting it go for a day.  That’s usually because there’s some clue as to what is normally there. The hair is pretty nice, clean shoes what have you. There’s also usually something about how they carry themselves that tells you a bit about who they are. The problem is this subset of people who look like hell, and talk like uneducated thugs at perfectly audible levels with no regard for who may be able to hear…ALL the time.

What’s really irksome about the situation is that I will be labeled by some as old-fashioned or judgmental. People will make fun of me and ask me if I think we should go back to men in suits and women wearing little gloves….YES! What is so wrong with that? What is so awful about a nation of people who feel good about themselves? A country where people hold themselves in such regard that they feel they owe it to THEMSELVES to present themselves nicely!

The reason this seems like such foreign notion is, of course, liberalism. Liberalism has succeeded in draining that kind of pride from so many people. Liberalism says stop caring, stop trying. You’re probably not going to make it -certainly not without our help- and when you don’t succeed, we’ll be there to throw you some salami and a little walking around money. Liberalism says you don’t have to take responsibility for anything, including making others uncomfortable or outright offending them. Liberalism says come as you are, and let the decent people deal with it.

The hallmark of liberalism is people being told over and over that they are not enough until they believe it and act as such. That same state of mind is also the one of the calling cards of alcoholism and other addictions. I’m an alcoholic who is nearly 5 years sober. Every single day I wake up feeling, actually KNOWING that I am not enough, that I’m not worth it. It’s been that way for a long time. There was an awful stretch where I was a slave to alcohol. I needed it to deal with everything life threw at me. I needed booze for good times and bad, because bad times sucked and good times felt undeserved.

See where I’m going here? The human spirit is meant to be free and strong and self determined. People whose spirits are broken tend to become dependent on other people and things to cope, to survive. By the grace of God, I am free, as of today from the grips of booze. I give a damn about myself because after I pray a a little each morning I know am in fact worth it, and I am the point. Every aspect of my recovery is conservatism is action. I get up early and stay up til my eyes close.  I take responsibility and show up when I say I will. I admit when I’m wrong yet I stand up for myself when I am wronged by someone else. Then I pray for them and forgive them for their transgression. I also carry the message of recovery and do my best to look after those who need looking after.

Liberalism is an addiction. And just like Big Tobacco gets fat off of people’s weakness, so do liberal politicians.  The goal of liberal leaders is to get people addicted to government. They NEED broken, dispirited people sucking on the federal breast. Today’s democrats are not JFK-type democrats. They need as many people as possible to have their first thought be, “What can the government do for me?” They create a feeling of worthlessness, of not being enough. They create the agony of desperation while promising to ease the pain. Once addicted, they get a voter for life.