Ten Years Later: Confessions of a 9-11 Conservative (aka Former Liberal)
All my friends know me as a very strong (and somewhat opinionated) Conservative. They know of my work on campaigns, have read my political articles and have seen my videos on Patriot Update.
But the inconvenient truth is that, like Dennis Miller, I’m what’s known as a “9/11 Conservative” and unfortunately it took a major tragedy to get me where I am today.
The only good thing about being a former Democrat is that I believe I have an insight few Conservatives have. (At least that’s what I keep telling myself to keep from sinking into a guilt-induced depression…and yes, I have prayed for forgiveness at President Reagan’s graveside…)
I think my political brain first left my body at age 14 when I became enamored with Jimmy Carter. Gas lines and a poor economy? Eh. I couldn’t drive anyway, and as long as I got my $5 per week allowance, life was copasetic.
My fascination with Carter began on a family trip to Disneyworld. We took a side-trip to Plains, Georgia and stopped at the Carter family gas station, which is where I met my very first celebrity—the president’s infamous brother, Billy.