My friend Mike Callen likes to remind me that the Republican Party used to include some reasonable, moderate politicians, and there is no doubt that moderate Republicans are a dying breed today. But earlier today, I stumbled across a souvenir from 30 years ago that reveals the Democratic Party of my youth doesn’t exist anymore either.
Almost 30 years ago, State Farm Insurance gifted to me and its other Midwest adjusters a Colorado Springs junket. As part of the junket, we were treated to a bbq supper at the Flying W Ranch. During the supper, a cowboy read to us the following words (which were also given to us on a souvenir card) crafted in the 50s by a liberal Democratic politician, Dean Alfange:
- “I do not choose to be a common man. It is my right to be uncommon—if I can. I seek opportunity—not security. I do not wish to be a kept citizen, humbled and dulled by having the state look after me. I want to take the calculated risk; to dream and to build, to fail and to succeed. I refuse to barter incentive for a dole. I prefer the challenges of life to the guaranteed existence; the thrill of fulfillment to the stale calm of utopia. I will not trade freedom for beneficence nor my dignity for a handout. I will never cower before any master nor bend to any threat. It is my heritage to stand erect, proud and unafraid; to think and act for myself, enjoy the benefit of my creations, and to face the world boldly and say, this I have done. All this is what it means to be an American.”
I don’t think this Creed is consistent with today’s political party that boldly says, “You didn’t build that.”