Why I Say "RINO", And You Should Too

Today, someone asked me if I support using the word "RINO." My answer? A resounding, unapologetic YES. Then came the follow-up: “Do you run RINO Watch?” No, I don’t. But I support them. I write for them. I believe in what they’re doing, because someone has to call out the frauds and spineless in our tent. That’s right. I said it.

This poor soul then proceeded to lecture me, telling me “it wasn’t a good thing.” That I needed to change. Change what, exactly? My commitment to conservative values and principles? My refusal to be gaslit into silence by people who campaign like Trump and govern like Polis?

So, I asked him politely, I might add (I know how to be nice), what better way he had to hold these sellouts accountable. You know, the ones who slap an “R” next to their name to cozy up to real conservatives and then vote as if they’re auditioning for an MSNBC contributor spot. Crickets. Not a peep. Since there is no other effective method currently available, the Republican establishment is definitely not interested in reforming itself.

We’ve tried the polite approach. We’ve sat at the table chatting over coffee. The “please, consider the base” routine. And where has that led us? Deeper into a swamp full of career politicians and self-described “Republicans” who couldn’t define liberty if it hit them over the head with a copy of the Constitution.

RINO is more than a name; it’s a mark of shame. And shame is a strong tool when truth is treated like a four-letter word. It highlights the cowards who betray the very people they claim to serve. If you lie to your base, fund the Left’s agenda, and kiss the ring of the donor class, you deserve to bear the badge of dishonor.

Until these so-called Republicans start fearing their base because of their actions and “votes,” I’ll keep saying it: RINO. Loudly. Proudly. Relentlessly.

Because if we don’t hold the line, no one will.