We interrupt this 232 year old republic ...

... for a few years of handouts to the highest whiners and empathy for and equivocation to the savages who wish to wipe us off the face of the Earth.

The infantilization of America reached critical mass tonight and a guy whose past (for those who bothered to examine it) gives no hint that he ever loved this country as founded or as it has evolved, who clearly does not believe in American exceptionalism and harbors the fatuous worldview of a nine year old will soon be responsible for defending this nation from the predations of the Islamofacists.

But America elected a mommy tonight, not a commander in chief.

Your were looking for a pacifier, not a patriot.

Obama will spoon feed you your pablum, wipe your chin and powder your little tushy for you all while gutting missile defense and slashing the military budget.

We are put in mind of one of our favorite Alexis de Tocqueville passages from Democracy in America from a chapter entitled "What Sort of Despotism Democratic Nations Have to Fear ":

(All emphasis ours)

Above this race of men stands an immense and tutelary power, which takes upon itself alone to secure their gratifications and to watch over their fate. That power is absolute, minute, regular, provident, and mild. It would be like the authority of a parent if, like that authority, its object was to prepare men for manhood; but it seeks, on the contrary, to keep them in perpetual childhood: it is well content that the people should rejoice, provided they think of nothing but rejoicing. For their happiness such a government willingly labors, but it chooses to be the sole agent and the only arbiter of that happiness; it provides for their security, foresees and supplies their necessities, facilitates their pleasures, manages their principal concerns, directs their industry, regulates the descent of property, and subdivides their inheritances: what remains, but to spare them all the care of thinking and all the trouble of living?

Fire up your bongs, Moonbats, your immense and tutelary power has finally arrived!

We must get off to bed now as we will be the ones bankrolling your care and feeding and a redoubling of our efforts seems in order and that is sure to require an early rise.

We will lay our heads on our pillows tonight unrepentant and proud that we voted for the American.

The battle begins anew January 20th.