The Libertarians Are Back...So What?

Mark Brinker, writing in a blog for The Greensboro News-Record, notes that the Libertarians are back in business in North Carolina as a recognized party, having nearly 73,000signatures in that effort.

They call the requirements stringent. Good luck getting elected as a Libertarian to a statewide office if they think it is difficult to get a miniscule number to sign a petition.

Let's just see how many people register as Libertarians. (cricket, cricket)

How many of the Pauleroids will forgo their doomed quest to take over the GOP?

I note that they have found the going tougher than they expected. As long as I am alive, they will indeed find things tough in our party if they don't adhere to conservatism...like the Ten Principles offered by Russell Kirk. I expect many of them will choke on the first:

First, the conservative believes that there exists an enduring moral order. That order is made for man, and man is made for it: human nature is a constant, and moral truths are permanent.

In other words, there is a God-shaped hole in the human heart. Many of these heathens have little more on their minds than getting high.

I predict this incarnation of the Libertarian Party will fail...just as all the rest have, and this time, in large part, due to the attempt to take over the GOP. They can't do both, so it will fun fun to chronicle their failure at both. They will be just like a coon with it's claw grasped around a shiny object in a simple nail trap. They will be too greedy to let go of the prize:

Years ago youngsters could make a little extra money by hunting raccoons with homemade traps. These young hunters built small wooden boxes with only one opening, and secured them to the trunk of a tree or fallen log. Around the opening they would drive nails at angles so the sharp ends pointed toward the back of the box. Next the hunters would drop a shiny piece of metal in the bottom. Inevitably, a curious raccoon would be attracted by the shiny object and, as skillfully as a monkey, reach his long, flexible fingers into the box and grasp it. Of course, it was no trouble to reach between the nails when his fingers were relaxed, but once the animal closed its strong claw around the object, there was no way to pull it out without running into the sharp nails. All the raccoon had to do was let go and withdraw its fingers to be free, but there it would sit--trapped by nothing but its own unwillingness to let go of the shiny--but worthless--metal.

They will be too fixated on their goals inside the GOP...and fail, especially in a year where our brand has taken a beating, and could be threatened with a third party.

Instead, I'll be eating popcorn, and watching them fail.