Diary

My First Try At A Diary

I'm not a great writer, or the type who comes up with some great argument defending this or that. I am just a regular middle class guy who believes in certain things, and believes them to the core. I cannot begin to tell you what the selection of Sarah Palin does for me. As a father of 3 young daughters. I feel like this woman gives me hope that my children will have something to aspire too. A guiding light that says it's okay to follow the Lord, be pro-life, be beautiful and not have to follow the crowd, and achieve great things. As a parent I try to teach them these guiding principles. But in todays culture it is easy for them to find a less than desirable alternative to my teachings.I think back to the primaries when all you heard the candidates talk about was how much they were like Reagan. As I watched them I wondered if it would  ever be possible for me to feel that pride that the people from that time felt. I love Bush but it wasn't a feeling of hope and exceitement when he won. I admit that seeing the other side all pumped up with tears in their eyes over Obama had me feeling a bit depressed. However misguided they were in their views, they had someone to be excited about. And the truth is I was jealous.

I think back to the primaries when all you heard the candidates talk about was how much they were like Reagan. As I watched them I wondered if it would ever be possible for me to feel that pride that the people from that time felt. I love Bush but it wasn’t a feeling of hope and exceitement when he won. I admit that seeing the other side all pumped up with tears in their eyes over Obama had me feeling a bit depressed. However misguided they were in their views, they had someone to be excited about. And the truth is I was jealous.

As primary day approached I was torn between 1 guy who was already out of it, Fred. And another who I thought was new and fresh but didn't stand a chance, Huckabee. With sadness I punched the ticket for Fred knowing he was the truest conservative of the bunch, but also knowing he was finished.  Resigned to seeing McCain and Romney fight it out for the nomination I was sick. I admit I was ready to pack it in and watch as the country I love was turned into Barracks liberal wonderland. As the day's went by and McCain won the primaries. I had an inner turmoil like never before. Was there a fight to be had? Was there any possible way that McCain could fire me up? I wasn't sure but I had to have hope. I couldn't give up and watch the reigns be passed to the most liberal and inexperienced candidate in history. The turning point I guess was the Saddleback forum which I watched intently. McCain came out swinging and for the first time I saw chinks in the armor of the enemy. He was indecisive, and weak without the teleprompter. While McCain was straightforward and to the point. Answering every question just the way I liked. And with just the right answer. I started wondering if this old hero could turn this thing around. I convinced myself he could make some headway, but he still needed help. Little did I know that help was just around the corner. And from an unexpected source.To pass the time until the pick was made I watched the Dem convention. I watched the masses gather, and the media fawn. I watched the tears of Oprah, and the tributes from the superstars of music. The whole time all I could think was who would it be? Romney would sure up the economy but I could hear the detractors in my head already. "Two rich white guys"! "Mormon"! "Pro choice before he was pro-life"! Not to mention the fights he had with McCain in the primaries. Pawlenty? While I am a fan of his. I didn't think that it would really do much to help him actually win. Lieberman? I almost puked at the thought of it. Could McCain really be that stupid? A social liberal on the Republican ticket? Needless to say my mind was racing.That night I couldn't even sleep. It was like Christmas morning where you had no idea what you were going to get. The news the night before had reports of Secret service being dispatched to Romney. Red State had it as Pawlenty. Was it going to be a real Voltron or a dollar store knock off. A Nintendo 64 or a regular Nintendo that everyone already had. As I got out of bed and tip toed down the stairs I wondered what I would see. I clicked on the TV trying to temper my expectations. Afterall, I already had it in my head that this pick probably wouldn't actually put us over the top. So I flipped to Fox News and held my breath. And what I saw was mind blowing.There before me stood the beautiful Governor of Alaska. The woman my Dad told me about months before during a conversation on truly conservative elected officials. I had studied up on her after that conversation so I already knew all I needed to know about her. Not only was she the Voltron and N-64 to me. She was everything I wanted all rolled into one neat little package. As I watched that introduction I did something I had only seen up to that point. I got a little choked up. Here was a woman who embodied everything I want my daughters to become. A woman who turns everything NOW stands for on there heads. A woman who personifies life, marriage, and the American dream. A Rolling Stones to their Beatles. A Camaro to there Mustang. But most of all a true conservative to there liberal ideas. Well done John S. McCain! Well Done!

On a side note. Here’s a little video I threw together of one of my favorite songs put to pictures of Gov. Palin.