Bullying Isn’t Okay, Even In Politics

I never thought I’d find myself agreeing with Kanye {Kardashian} West and a rapper named Chance.

I honestly don’t remember exactly how it all started.

Kanye, at some point in recent days, tweeted about his affection for President Trump, and once twitter nearly broke upon learning this devastating news, he doubled down.

If that wasn’t bad enough, some guy named Chance the Rapper then dared to tweet that “black people don’t have to be Democrats.”

The nerve. 

Chance the Rapper is right, you know. I learned the hard way ten years ago that, regardless of skin color, you dare not speak against the left without paying a steep price.

Unless you live under a rock, you’ve probably heard some version of this story (or one like it) by now and learned that both Kanye and Chance belong in a mental institution along with anyone who voted for Trump or may, at some point, admit that they appreciate a thing or two he’s accomplished his first year in office.

I usually don’t write me-focused posts, but watching this Kanye thing unfold reminds me of my own story in a way.

It all started in 2008.

The presidential election season was in full swing and for the first time, I was really paying attention.

Prior to 2008, I loosely followed politics. I occasionally listened to talk radio and read a variety of publications so that I could form an opinion. Contrary to what Hillary thinks about conservative women, my husband and I rarely discussed anything political. We usually watched the nightly news, but even back then, I had little patience for inaccurate reporting, and there was a whole lot of it.

For some reason, the ’08 election was a turning point for me.

I was everything the left abhors: a white, married, Christian, stay-at-home mother of one homeschooled child. Icing on the cake: my husband is a law enforcement officer.

I was also part of that army of women dubbed the silent majority.

Rush Limbaugh mentioned a time or two that summer that a little known governor from Alaska was being considered by John McCain (R-AZ) for a running mate.  Though I’d never heard of her, I loved the idea, but really didn’t give it a second thought until late August. The apoplectic media was in a frenzy, suddenly convinced that Governor Sarah Palin was, indeed, John McCain’s choice. They weren’t wrong, but boy were they angry. To hear them tell it, he had chosen the devil himself.

I watched Senator McCain make his announcement and watched with excitement as Sarah accepted with an inspiring, motivating speech. Prior to his announcement, I was unsure about this Republican nominee, but his choice of a conservative running mate (regardless of sex) signaled a willingness to come together. I liked it.

Over the next couple of days, I watched and listened as the media and the Democrats had a complete meltdown. Never had I seen anything quite like it. They would report some scathing “fact” about Sarah, and I’d immediately jump on my computer and start researching…only to find out that a simple google search yielded a very different set of actual facts. In other words, they were lying.

I had to do something. What could I do that would actually make a difference?

I had no idea what to do, exactly, but I liked to write, so I started a blog. I chose the name Moms 4 Sarah Palin, only because Moms for Sarah Palin was already taken, and I went to work.

My writing skills left much to be desired in those days, but my passion more than made up for it. I was on fire. I started by sharing my story and my opinion on the candidates, and then began debunking the media lies.

The silent majority was silent no more. Women from all walks of life began sharing their stories all over the internet.

We saw ourselves in Sarah Palin, and an attack on her was an attack on us.

I started blogging on September 3, 2008.

Just a few weeks later, I received a call from Anthony Mann, political reporter for South Florida’s Sun Sentinel. He wanted to chat about my blog, and said he would be interviewing a woman who had an anti-Palin blog so that he could cover both sides of the story. Fair enough. I was happy to share my story, and spoke with Mann at length.

As it turned out, the anti-Palin blogger never returned his call, so the pro-Palin story featuring Moms 4 Sarah Palin appeared on the front page of the Sun Sentinel’s political section.

This is where the Kanye and Chance the Rapper thing begins to sound familiar.

I quickly learned, thanks to the numerous left-leaning individuals who inhabit south Florida, that my place is in the kitchen and that I had absolutely no right to an opinion, much less the right to voice it. How dare I? I was ruthlessly mocked in the media, and my home address was made public. It became clear to us that I would either shut up, or…if I took the threats seriously…be killed.

Well, I’m not a girl who just takes things lying down. So like Kanye, I doubled down.

The next week, I came home to two messages on my answering machine. One from a CBS affiliate in south Florida asking me to appear on the local morning show to debate a Democrat. The other, from CNN. I politely declined the morning show request…I was nowhere near ready to debate on camera. I returned the call from CNN.

A few days later, CNN flew a crew to south Florida to spend the day with me. They sent Randi Kaye, reporter for Anderson Cooper 360, a cameraman, and a producer. They spent a good portion of the day in my home interviewing me and a small group of my friends who were brave enough to show up. We had a blast. Kaye was very kind, and the producer and cameraman couldn’t have been nicer.

I wish I could show you the piece that aired October 9, 2008 on both Anderson Cooper 360 and again on the Campbell Brown Show, but that was before they released nearly every segment on video like they do today. All things considered, CNN was relatively fair.

Once that interview aired, all hell broke loose. My blog was overrun. Until then, I’d never seen anything else like it. The comments were the most disgusting, vile filth I’ve ever seen and they numbered in the thousands. It became quite clear that the goal was to shut me down completely. Shortly after, several bloggers started blogs just to mock every word I wrote, again publishing my home address and encouraging anyone who disagreed with me to do me harm.

All because I was a girl with a blog supporting a political candidate with whom they disagreed.

It was during the days and weeks that followed, leading up to the 2008 election that I began to connect with the wonderful men and women in the conservative movement. Up to that point, I’d gone it alone. Once they saw the CNN interview and realized what I was up against, they joined the fight and let me know they, too, faced the same kind of blowback. This wasn’t about me or them…this was about the freedom to support our candidate of choice and to be vocal about it. We weren’t going to just shut up.

I could post story after story, including those about receiving threats in my physical mailbox, having my house egged, and the occasional threatening phone calls that came for at least two years after President Obama was elected. In the years that followed, I’ve learned how much worse it could have been and am very thankful I got only a small taste of what other conservative men and women have faced.

Here’s the thing: I don’t regret any of it. Yep, I wish I was a better writer back then, because the internet is forever…but that blog led to my work with Smart Girl Politics. I had the opportunity over the course of the next 8 years to grow as a writer, lead a team of bloggers, serve as editor and meet or interview countless politicians and other writers and political activists, even Sarah Palin. I spent time on Capitol Hill, I dabbled in podcasting, and later had the opportunity to study political strategy under some of the brightest minds in politics.

Above all, I became part of a sisterhood. That silent majority, they called us.

Majority, yes.

But silent? Not anymore. 

I do have an admission to make, though.

I did let the politics of it all get to me. I let the left scare me into shying away from anything that would call attention to myself and get them in an uproar aimed squarely at me. Though I later appeared once more on camera in a 2015 interview with CBN’s awesome (and completely adorable) Jennifer Wishon, I shied away from doing anything that put me anywhere near a camera unless it was a private event. I was, and continue to be, content with writing. I found my calling through all of this.

Kanye and Chance may be public figures, but they are highlighting – perhaps better than anyone else can – the intolerance of the radical left.

Kanye, Chance, black Americans and Americans of every race and creed are given the freedom by almighty God and the United States Constitution to make our own decisions in life. The nomination of Sarah Palin seemed to trigger a leftist meltdown that has gotten progressively worse with every election since 2008 – Mueller’s Special Counsel investigation is just the latest example. The left is bent on silencing anyone with whom they disagree, and they have proven time and time again that they will stop at nothing to make it happen.

When will enough be enough?

Don’t let my story discourage you. My friend Andy Andrews once wrote a powerful little book called “How Do You Kill 11 Million People,” and in that book he discusses the importance of telling the truth, at any cost. (read his story here)

Will we continue to take a stand for truth, regardless of what it costs?

Or will we allow ourselves to be bullied until we’ve lost the freedom to speak?


One Comment Add yours

  1. Snowy says:

    God bless you! Keep going! ✝🙏😄💥Go girl go!

    Liked by 1 person

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