Slating. If you don’t know what this is, it is a tactic the establishment Republicans are using this year to silence the Conservatives in the party in favor of the Big Government Progressive Republicans like Eric Cantor.
They were successful in Virginia Beach and several other areas as well.
Henrico County was next on the list as Eric Cantor sent his Young Guns Virginia chief Michael Lowery (a long time and still friend of mine) as well as his Campaign Manager Marty Ryall (as far as I know he still serves in that position) as well as several others I know from my days of being an Eric Cantor
Zombie supporter. Nice folks, just working for a person who no longer serves the interest of Virginia’s 7th District, instead serving Speaker Boehner.
And a certain Mr. Allen was reportedly also in attendance. This would be the man with the firm Marcus-Allen that saw Boyd Marcus become a traitor and sign on to help get Terry McAuliffe elected. (And would someone please explain why Cantor is still using this now Democrat firm???)
And of course Mike Thomas, Mr. Slating 101 himself was also there.
Note: I got a call from Mike Thomas a little while ago and he was not there last night. A case of mistaken identity. But the good news is he is mending nicely from a fall a short while ago. I was glad to hear that!
So the tables were all set to disenfranchise Conservatives and allow Cantor to cheat his way to another term without facing Dave Brat in a fair election. They were all set to rig the vote before the Convention.
And a funny thing happened on the way to the slating.
A biomass the size of some small countries showed up with No Slating stickers and explained to the potential delegates what was in store for them inside the Henrico Government Complex Board Room. They were about to get rolled.
I tried to get in with my media credentials (yes, I have a Photo Media ID that identifies me as a member of the Media) and the “guard” at the door stopped me and I showed him my ID. He told me to stand there at the door and he would check with “the boss”. After a few minutes a man with a name tag on identifying him as “Don Boswell” looked at my Media Credentials and then glanced at my “No Slating” sticker and “Dave Brat” sticker I was given as I walked in the door and made a remark about media was supposed to be unbiased. And I said “You mean like the Washington Post and the New York Times?”
And Don Boswell refused to allow me to enter saying there may not be enough seats. I offered to stand in the back of the room and take video. Still no.
I was sort of wishing I had worn a wet suit because locking the media out of the room is a sure sign to me that Mr. Boswell was going to do something he didn’t want a record of. And blood was about to fly. Or at least fur.
So I was forced to stand in the entrance area outside of the meeting room and all I had was the overhead speakers.
Then a man came over the microphone and called the meeting to order at 7:00 PM and identified himself as Don Boswell.
Hummm. There was something about him I didn’t like. What was it again? Oh, yea. He was the “No media” guy.
I was, as I said, outside in the lobby, unable to gain entry. An altercation at the door got a bit heated when the “guard” allowed a gaggle of people wearing Cantor and Cobb stickers in without a glance, but insisted on seeing delegate stickers from anyone wearing the “No Slating” or Dave Brat stickers. There was a bit of shouting and I was not able to hear what was going on through the speakers. And at that point, I pointed my video camera at the door and on the guard (who I am told is just good buddies with Boswell). The camera stopped the altercation as I made sure the guard knew I was taping his outburst and the people coming and going.
A comment below by “Tom” (not me) and a subsequent listening to the audio clearly shows a low down tactic by Boswell to prevent anyone from taking over as Chairman, although the rules clearly state there must be a vote. Tom’s comment:
The thing that really doomed the establishment was Boswell’s petty antics with the nominations for temp chair.
Someone clearly nominated Moulton. Boswell said it was not time for for chairman nominations. Then seconds later, Boswell recognized O’Bannon for a nomination. He then refused to allow any other nominations other than himself, in spite of someone clearly nominating Moulton again.
That switched a number of votes. Thankfully just enough to doom the establishment.
So one of the first items for consideration was who would be the person running the show? Boswell was large and in charge, but his only power at that point was to call for a nomination from some random person in the audience to nominate someone to take over for Mr. Boswell.
So Boswell picks out Delegate John O’Bannon to toss out a name to run the show. Now Low and Behold, I wrote a piece about John O’Bannon a few hours earlier. What was that title? Oh, yea. “Delegate O’Bannon Joins Fight to Disenfranchise and Silence Conservatives“.
No other nominations were considered. It was probably a bit like an election in North Korea or the recent one in Crimea where Putin allowed only his personal choice on the ballot.
Boy was this starting to stink.
And guess who O’Bannon picked? Don Boswell!!!!
I wish I was allowed in the room to see the expression of surprise on Donnie’s face when he was nominated. I admit that I got a mental image of Miss America blushing and waiving her hand in her face to push cool air in to hide the flushing. And a big bouquet of flowers and a crown being handed to him by a smiling Eunuch. If only the media were allowed in the room we could have recorded what was to be the first of several touching emotional displays of the evening.
Still on the emotional high, a vote was called.
Do y’all want Donnie Boswell to have and to hold…? And there was a decent chorus of Aye’s. But the Nay’s reverberated off the speakers in the ceiling in the hinterlands to which I was banished.
And that was the first real glimmer of hope that we could stop the Cantor machine from steamrolling yet another County. That every vote would actually count. We were skeptical, but cautiously optimistic when a show of hands was ordered to verify the outcome.
And when the hands were counted, the vote was closer than the decibels had indicated, but Boswell was rejected 164 to 170. So no roses for Donnie. (I account for the difference in volume between the Ayes and the Nays as a physiological one. Eric Cantor Zombies don’t have the lung capacity they did when they were alive and able to think for themselves.)
I looked around the room and saw the aforementioned Cantor employees, lips pursed in an obvious effort to pinch off the oral flatulence that was trying to escape, violently tapping on their Smart Phones like my kids do when they are either mad or breaking up with someone. I felt a twinge of empathy for my friend’s loss, but not so much that I had to purse my lips.
So we needed a new fearless leader. A fellow by the name of Russ Moulton was placed into nomination and as soon as his name was mentioned, the entry area I was in exploded with cheers, overshadowing the speakers in the ceiling that was my only window into the proceedings. And as the cheers died down, the speakers faded in and the cheering was still ongoing in the board room.
But we still needed a vote.
And the final tally showed Moulton winning either 178 to 170 or 178 to 173. The cheers in the room again drowning out the ceiling speaker sounds.
And to paraphrase Charlie Daniels “The Devil Went Down to Georgia” lyrics, “When Donnie finished, Russ just said, “Well, you’re pretty good ol’ son, But sit down in that chair right there and let me show you how it’s done.”
And Russ Moulton proceeded to play Fire on the Mountain as Cantor’s folks screamed “Run boys run”.
It was clear to the grassroots supporters of liberty that Cantor had failed. There was still a risk, but with a fair person in charge that risk was minimal.
There was no slating. There was no gnashing of teeth and there was no blood spilled. In Henrico County, one of Cantor’s largest constituencies, every vote will count. Russ Moulton handled the rest of the meeting quickly, efficiently, fairly and without malice. When Moulton asked for the nominations from the nominating committee, there was a bit of a delay. It was obvious that the committee was hastily rewriting the slating nominations as planned and ended up nominating every delegate that had filed to serve and have their vote counted. At that point, it was crystal clear that the grassroots Conservatives and – dare I say “TEA Party” – had turned out en masse, not to hijack the process, but to bring trust and integrity to the Republican Party whose “establishment wing” disdains them so.
It should be pointed out that the Conservatives had the numbers and the ability to slate the Delegates in their favor tonight. And some advocated turning the tables on the Cantor minions to even out the score. But slating is the wrong thing to do. And with the exception of a few in the wings of the board room, there was never a serious notion to do such a thing.
But it is comforting knowing that the ability to counter the slating exists within the Conservative faction of the Republican Party.
And the loss to Eric Cantor cannot be overstated. He had his ass handed to him in Henrico. This was Cantor’s Waterloo. And it is prophetic to note that Napoleon was defeated at Waterloo by the Seventh Coalition. And it was a coalition of Conservatives in Virginia’s Seventh Congressional District that handed Cantor this Waterloo.
This was an important and significant event in the internal struggle within the Republican Party of Virginia. Perhaps even the turning point in the turmoil.
The Republican Party of Virginia, lead by people like Eric Cantor, is flat broke. And I can tell you, myself and many of my friends are not giving a dime to the party that has shown such a propensity to disenfranchise Conservatives, use us to try to elect unelectable Milquetoast Rino’s like Romney and McCain and then toss us like yesterday’s Washington Past.
But the good news is, Conservatives are winning the battle for the party and control 53 out of the 83 seats on the Central Committee. The scales have tipped and the Rino’s are on the outside financially. So withholding financial support from the RPV may be a tactic that needs to expire. The good guys are in charge. Tonight was another victory. And it was big. (More on the Financial Support here)
Henrico proves that Conservatives can mobilize and achieve the numbers necessary to prevent the Cantor’s of this world from rolling over us. Many of the people there were from my home county of Hanover where slating is not even a possibility. they passed out stickers and explained slating to the Cantor Zombies. And not a single person wearing a Cantor sticker was in favor of slating. Not one.
The Hanover County GOP Canvass scheduled for 3/27/2014 was cancelled and every person (including myself) that filed will be a Delegate – and our votes will all count. And for those that don’t know, Patrick Henry was a Hanover County product. And he must be smiling tonight.
And as I was leaving, I got into a couple of conversations about Dave Brat, who was allowed to speak thanks to Russ Moulton serving as Chairman. And these people were severely impressed by Brat. So if you are Eric Cantor, you will be tossing in your bed tonight knowing that your efforts to thwart Democracy failed and you must stand or fall on your record.
And Eric Cantor is running for reelection, but he is running from his record.
And I can’t resist gloating a bit and invoking Saul Alinsky’s 5th rule with this video I wrote, performed and produced a couple months ago: