Conservatism 101

It's difficult to explain my current mood.
To put my thoughts, transferred into feelings, before me.
Print, so often, makes things very difficult.

Today's CPAC was interesting to say the least--they usually are.
The usual tide of anger against Ron Paul with the push back of the more realistic; the discovery of new faces; and the parade of possible presidential hopefuls that the year leading up to Election 2012 will bring.

It's funny--
when composing this is my head my only subjects were poking fun and comedic spite-- serious revelation over the world wide web is not my strong suit.

But tonight I stand at a jumping off point for the rest of my life.
I understand conservative principles and values better than I, perhaps, ever will.
What's more, is that my feelings have been legitimized and re-inforced.

I spent my evening surrounded by a special group of individuals sharing a common idol as their thread.
Ronald Reagan.

I love him.
Have loved him.
I'm not some recent bandwagon fan of his--

But I have come to a better insight of the man, and subsequently of the office and of the country.

I am proud of my America.
I am proud of my party.
I am proud of my movement.
I am proud of our sometimes insensitive, overbearing, know-it-all, bull in a china shop, larger than life agenda.

I do not apologize for America, because I believe in America.
And I defend the conservative ideals of spending less, defending more.

And in my current disposition, I'd just like to say:
'To hell with everything else.'

To my dear jackass opposition: American exceptionalism exists; get off my freedoms.