I have no words to describe the national Republican Party. Chaotic. Rudderless. Torn. Confusing. Lost. Broken. That is the stream of conscious version. If you watch network TV and hear mention of the GOP, than it most likely is some version of this reapeated over and over:
1. Chariman Michael Steele says something that seeks to paint the GOP as a more moderate party. For example, “On if women have the right to choose an abortion: “Yeah. I mean, again, I think that’s an individual choice.”
On whether homosexuality is a choice: “Oh, no. I don’t think I’ve ever really subscribed to that view, that you can turn it on and off like a water tap. Um, you know, I think that there’s a whole lot that goes into the makeup of an individual that, uh, you just can’t simply say, oh, like, ‘Tomorrow morning I’m gonna stop being gay.’ It’s like saying, ‘Tomorrow morning I’m gonna stop being black.'”
4. Finally, another established GOP figure whispers about Steele being taken out.
If it wasn’t so sad, it would be hilarious.
This is a mess that must sort itself out, because it represents a battle between the two fractions of the Republican Party. It’s very much generational, though not exactly split by age.
One side thinks “conservative” means that there is an unalterable, ironclad set of rules that should never change and are not up for moderation. The other side thinks that “conservative” means a governing philosophy based in caution, pragmatism, and defaults to less government involvement.
Count me as a supporter of the latter version. We will win in the end. But it may take my entire lifetime before the conversion is actually complete. The Steele silliniess is just the opening.