Conservativism, the will of the decrepit man of yesterday, is the will of the blind and stagnant.

Devoid of vision, the conservative becomes, by necessity, a reactionary—indeed, something worse: a reactionary against other reactionaries.

In truth, despite the unadmirable character of the progressivist, tomorrow’s conservative is merely the maintenance man of the progressivist’s future Crystal Palace.

If the progressivist is a viper, the conservative is but a cowering, apologetic mouse—too timid to assert itself in the viper’s presence, save only for the occasional screech.

Unlike the eagle, our poor rodent is no match for the viper’s venom. Quite the opposite—the venom is specifically designed for the mouse.

Though adversaries, both progressivists and conservatives rise from the same withered corpse of Christianity. And when the viper strikes with venom, it delivers the very poison of values the conservative clings to still. Were it otherwise—if the lowly mouse could soar to the heights of an eagle—it might laugh with a godlike mirth in the face of equality, equity, and privilege.

Instead, our mouse is left to justify the trespasses of their shared values, while the viper injects additional venom and brands the mouse the “one true monster.”