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“I view the word conservative as a derivative of the word conserve. We want to conserve our money. We want to conserve our wealth…We want to conserve our country. We want to save our country.” – Donald J. Trump

Labels matter. Society tells us not to judge a book by its cover. Sure. Tell me the last time you ever bought a novel that had a plain, brown grocery bag as a cover.

Labels matter to those external to a political movement and they matter to those who are members. External observers make judgements on what they see and read. Members of the movement make judgements on how the leaders present themselves. Your label tells your friends, your neighbors and yes, your enemies who exactly you are.

The American Conservative Movement did this remarkably well to the detriment of the rest of right wing thought. Their ideological font William F. Buckley accomplished four things towards this end. They established an overarching goal of destroying the Soviet Union. They built a recognizable brand via the media. and their carefully selected spokesmen. They
chose some of the worst liberals to demonize as boogeymen and they ruthlessly purged any form of right-wing thought that they didn’t want included in their society. Like terrorism; this worked like hell. The American Conservative Movement was the American Right until the fall of the Berlin Wall.

The death of Conservatism wasn’t immediately obvious. Like a beheaded chicken, the Conservative Movement ran around the yard and still flapped its wings. When even George Packer can smell the decomposition, the time has come to perform the autopsy and plan the funeral. But the Conservatives were too emotionally and financially invested to let it go.

The Conservative Movement has atrophied into a rump of what it once was. Watching their ability to control the Right slipping away shows you the trajectory of their precipitous decline. When National Review was at its zenith, Whittaker Chambers could all but publicly disembowel Ayn Rand. So much so that blogs would link to it as still relevant 60 years after the article was written. Similar exorcisms successfully banned The John Birch Society to the fever swamps never to be viewed through the contemporary Overton Window.

By the Mid-2000’s the worm had begun to turn. John Derbyshire authored a piece that Conservatism Inc. considered thoughtcrime most scarlet. His non-black version of “the talk” piece over at TakiMag offered a cornucopia of hate statistics that challenged the cherished Magical Dirt Hypothesis currently championed by Conservative America. This revealed to the public the increasingly shrill desperation of the conservative movement’s unreasoned and increasingly wrong American Exceptionalism. Rich Lowry vainly hoped to channel Whittaker Chambers and lands about a dozen or so IQ points short.

His latest provocation, in a webzine, lurches from the politically incorrect to the nasty and indefensible. We never would have published it, but the main reason that people noticed it is that it is by a National Review writer. Derb is effectively using our name to get more oxygen for views with which we’d never associate ourselves otherwise. So there has to be a parting of the ways. Derb has long danced around the line on these issues, but this column is so outlandish it constitutes a kind of letter of resignation. It’s a free country, and Derb can write whatever he wants, wherever he wants. Just not in the pages of NR or NRO, or as someone associated with NR any longer.

Apparantly Lowry sought a means to prove Eric Holder’s castigation of Conservative America as a nnation of Cowards with regards to race accurate. He did not refute a single one of Derbyshire’s arguments. He failed to attempt any rebuttal of a single statistic presented or to logically undermine any of the Derbyshire article’s horrifying conclusions. He just claimed that his thoughts had no right to exist. It marked the demarcation between principled conservative exclusion and SJW scene-policing.

The final nail in the SJW Right’s intellectual coffin was when one of their poorly-reasoned efforts at an excommunication from the “Respectable Right” was laid to nines by reality. (((Glenn Beck))), (((L. Brent Bozell III))), (((Mona Charen))) and the entire Cuck Pond of Cucklings poured their bile upon DOnald J. Trump as a GOP Candidate for The White House. Beck was remarkably amusing. He cucked below.

Sure, Trump’s potential primary victory would provide Hillary Clinton with the easiest imaginable path to the White House. But it’s far worse than that. If Donald Trump wins the Republican nomination, there will once again be no opposition to an ever-expanding government. This is a crisis for conservatism. And, once again, this crisis will not go to waste.

This was not only a crisis for Conservatism, it was pretty much its death-knell if you accept the Buckley = Conservatism formulation as a pseudo-religious cant. Therefore, the election of Trump was a repudiation of both Conservatism and Liberalism. It brought The American Right to what could perhaps be seen as a Nietzschean Moment. Wrote the philosopher:

God is dead. God remains dead. And we have killed him. Yet his shadow still looms. How shall we comfort ourselves, the murderers of all murderers? What was holiest and mightiest of all that the world has yet owned has bled to death under our knives; who will wipe this blood off us? What water is there for us to clean ourselves?

The American Right no longer has Conservatism to kick around anymore. Cucks are only slightly less reviled than Podesta’s Pizza Pedophiles. The American Right no longer has Conservatives to lean on for identity any more either. The time has come for the new name to emerge. Trump, whether he likes it or not, is now the man who will define a major American political movement for decades to come. Perhaps this new Right will assume an identity that allows it to destroy Leftist beliefs with the same success that Conservatives enjoyed in destroying the Soviet Union’s Leftist Empire. To do so, we must choose our new identity wisely.