I was on my way back from Asia during the election, having voted by absentee ballot. During the flight, the pilot announced that Obama had won. Two young people in the back cheered. The rest on the 747 were silent.

I noticed the man across the aisle reading a book on D-Day. I thought to myself that it is fortunate most of those men are no longer alive to see what the country has come to. This was not what they fought for! This is not what my uncles fought for in World War II, or my Great Uncle Charles who didn't come home from World War I, or the distant uncles of the Orange County Militia who raised their muskets against Cornwallis. In many ways, those militiamen were rebelling against a less oppressive rule than we now experience. The Parliament never levied an income tax, much less a progressive one. The King didn't have an EPA or an IRS. Samuel Adams, speaking before the Revolution, remarked that redistribution of wealth was forbidden by English law:

The utopian schemes of leveling and a community of goods are as visionary and impractical as those which vest all property in the Crown. [These ideas] are arbitrary, despotic, and, in our government, unconstitutional.

Were my father still alive (he would be 104), he would be disgusted. He used to say (more crudely than I can say here) that the moochers would eventually overcome the producers. Perhaps he was right. The day envisioned by Alexis de Tocqueville arrived years ago:

The American Republic will endure until the day Congress discovers that it can bribe the public with the public's money.

I can imagine my parents watching the Democrat Convention. Had this convention occurred in their time, such a party would have been doomed and likely not receive a single electoral vote. I can see clearly the grimace on my mother's face as she watches God being booed, and Sandra Fluke demanding government sanction and cash for her promiscuous sex life. Rush Limbaugh's characterization of Miss Fluke was right on. That is what she would have been called in my parents' time. Sandra can expect no apology from me. She is a glaring example of cultural and moral decline.

The election pitted one of the most decent men ever to run for President against a radical incompetent, the worst President in my lifetime. But the radical is cool. He can yuk it up on the late night shows and have rappers demean women in the White House, great stuff for the young voter (a good argument against lowering the voting age to 18, except for active military).

That anyone would be for Obama is no longer surprising, having seen people actually vote for the likes of Harry Reid, Barney Frank, Fauxahontas Warren, Chuck Schumer, John Kerry, Nancy Pelosi, Al Franken, Ted Kennedy, chuckling Joe Biden, DWS, Anthony Weiner, Alan Grayson, and on and on. Yes, I think Dad would be discouraged. So am I. The progressives, as championed by the radicalized Democrat Party, have soiled the beautiful gift of the Founders. The left has become more than an annoying irrational movement, it has become my enemy and the enemy of my country.

Perhaps it is best this way. The threat of economic calamity looms. The left has not yet reaped what they have been sowing. Let the bitter harvest come with their dear Obama as President. Then no way can they blame it on Mitt Romney, or even George Bush. They will likely claim we were simply we not worthy of them, as did Atlas Shrugged character Ivy Starnes after the failure of the Twentieth Century Motor Co. experiment with Marxism:

....the plan was a noble ideal, but human nature was not good enough for it.

Mark Levin said tyranny won the election. Indeed it has, but it doesn't have to stand. If the American people have any character left, tyranny will be dispatched. There are many of us who do have the strength and character. We are the Minutemen of our generation. The country is not yet lost, even with the community organizer as President.