The Democratic Convention – Where Did All the Democrats Go?
Commentary by Steve Yuhas
July 30, 2004

Watching the painfully dull, obviously scripted and completely out of touch with who they really are Democratic National Convention makes me want to gag.  The Pledge of Allegiance, which liberals have been attempting to purge from American classrooms across the nation, being said with delegates wearing red, white and blue in place of their tie-dye 60s relics.  They manage to find and wear their tie-dye to every anti-war rally held weekly across the nation, but I suppose it just wouldn’t have been a good backdrop juxtaposed on the comical arrival of John Kerry on a water taxi (I suppose pretending he was back in Vietnam taking the rivers of the delta) makes you wonder who these people really are.

Where are the screaming crowds demanding that President Bush’s cabinet be replaced with Hollywood celebrities like Janeane Garofalo, Michael Moore and the all impressive (albeit a few times indicted) Courtney Love who know more about the world and our national security than Colin Powell, Dr. Condoleezza Rice, Don Rumsfeld and Vice President Cheney? 

Planned Parenthood is selling t-shirts that proudly proclaim of the wearer that “I had an abortion” – well where are all these proud folks?  Where are all the people who stood in the way of banning the practice of partial birth abortion for years under President Clinton only to have the law pass under President Bush?  Of course, it is now stalled because liberal judges have decided that it is completely constitutional to suck the brains out of the unborn and chuck the “remaining fetus” in the garbage?  But one has to wonder, where are these people and their t-shirts and signs?

Speaking of infanticide and the killing of innocents where are all the Moveon.com folks and their supporters like Al Gore who compare the President Bush and his administration to Nazi’s and brown shirts of the Gestapo?  Surely the delegates would love to hear from the people who believe that America is a totalitarian government – a dictatorship if you will – that has nothing to do with freedom and everything to do with conquering innocent people across the world in order to expand our Empire.

When Democrats get together where I live, they throw red meat to their constituents by blasting the Boy Scouts and comparing them to the Hitler Youth.  They pat themselves on the back for having them thrown out of parks and public spaces in order to make gay mommies and daddies feel better that now no kids can enjoy learning how to be good men or even learn to swim under the oppressive role models who happen to be daddies married to actual mommies. 

Polls show that upwards of 90% of the delegates are opposed to the war in Iraq (forget for a moment that they are nominating a billionaire-ess and a pretty attorney who was destine to lose his second run for Senate in his home state who both voted to send our men and women to war, but then voted against paying for things like bullets, body armor and food to feed the warriors).  Why is there not one sign or placard in the hall asking Kerry to end the unfair and unlawful war in Iraq?  Could be that the signs were confiscated, but you’d think they’d be able to smuggle one or two in the hall since the left has become expert at people smuggling across our southern border.

Now comes the pinnacle of the convention of the non-Democrats.  John Kerry accepts the nomination in a nearly hour long diatribe about how much smarter he is than George W. Bush and how things are fine and dandy, but need to be done smarter. 

You may not have known before the movie, but John Kerry went to Vietnam.  He actually went back after firefights to re-enact them and to pose with his own 8mm film camera.  Amazing he was able to catch all of his re-enacting on film, but was seemingly unable to capture one second of the atrocities he spoke of being committed when he returned to the United States to protest against the war and his fellow soldiers.  Oh well, Hollywood is all about luck.

The one thing I did learn tonight was that spending four months in a combat zone makes one qualified, despite any other voting records or any failures of judgment while in the Senate, for being President of the United States.  Since I spent 16 months overseas in combat zones I’m officially four times more qualified to be President than John Kerry.  I can’t wait to start making bumper stickers.

Watching a Democratic convention would be great fun – I wonder when it will be on TV?