Upcoming Events Information

Our general meeting is every second Thursday of the month. Our next meeting will be at the Polk County Republican Party headquarters. We start at exactly 7:00 PM and end at exactly 8:00 PM. Hope to see you VOLUNTEERS NEEDED TO MAN THE HEADQUARTERS

Merry Christmas from the Polk County Republican Party!

This has been a wild political year, but we now have a Republican House, Senate, and President to begin anew.  America now has hope that we can regain our strength and our sanity.  I want to thank all of you who helped during the election. We had folks making phone calls, putting out signs, manning headquarters, cooking fundraising breakfasts, passing out voter ballots at the polls, poll workers, and event coordinators.  It was a wonderful group effort!  We delivered Polk County for the Republican Party!

We had a very strong slate of local and State candidates who worked very hard for their well deserved success.  I want to congratulate Jake Johnson, Tommy Melton, and Myron Yoder as our new Polk County Commissioners and Cody Henson as our new representative for the NC House, and the re-election of Ralph Hise as our NC Senator.  They all ran aggressive, honest, positive campaigns for which they should be proud.

At our November GOP meeting, it was decided NOT to have a meeting in December.  We will resume our regularly scheduled meetings on the second Thursday of each month beginning in January.

I wish you all a very Merry Christmas and a happy and healthy New Year!  May God bless you in the coming year and may God bless America!

Cheryl Every,
Chairman

A new phone number for the Polk County Republican Party – 828-894-2777

This is an excellent read by Daniel Greenfield, a Shillman Journalism Fellow at the Freedom Center.

 

American Uprising:     This wasn’t an election. It was a revolution.

It’s midnight in America. The day before fifty million Americans got up and stood in front of the great iron wheel that had been grinding them down. They stood there even though the media told them it was useless. They took their stand even while all the chattering classes laughed and taunted them.

They were fathers who couldn’t feed their families anymore. They were mothers who couldn’t afford health care. They were workers whose jobs had been sold off to foreign countries. They were sons who didn’t see a future for themselves. They were daughters afraid of being murdered by the “unaccompanied minors” flooding into their towns. They took a deep breath and they stood. They held up their hands and the great iron wheel stopped.

The Great Blue Wall crumbled. The impossible states fell one by one. Ohio. Wisconsin. Pennsylvania. Iowa. The white working class that had been overlooked and trampled on for so long got to its feet. It rose up against its oppressors and the rest of the nation, from coast to coast, rose up with it.

They fought back against their jobs being shipped overseas while their towns filled with migrants that got everything while they got nothing. They fought back against a system in which they could go to jail for a trifle while the elites could violate the law and still stroll through a presidential election. They fought back against being told that they had to watch what they say. They fought back against being held in contempt because they wanted to work for a living and take care of their families. They fought and they won.

This wasn’t a vote. It was an uprising. Like the ordinary men chipping away at the Berlin Wall, they tore down an unnatural thing that had towered over them. And as they watched it fall, they marveled at how weak and fragile it had always been. And how much stronger they were than they had ever known.

Who were these people? They were leftovers and flyover country. They didn’t have bachelor degrees and had never set foot in a Starbucks. They were the white working class. They didn’t talk right or think right. They had the wrong ideas, the wrong clothes and the ridiculous idea that they still mattered. They were wrong about everything. Illegal immigration?

Everyone knew it was here to stay. Black Lives Matter? The new civil rights movement. Manufacturing? As dead as the dodo. Banning Muslims? What kind of bigot even thinks that way? Love wins. Marriage loses. The future belongs to the urban metrosexual and his dot com, not the guy who used to have a good job before it went to China or Mexico.

They couldn’t change anything. A thousand politicians and pundits had talked of getting them to adapt to the inevitable future. Instead they got in their pickup trucks and drove out to vote. And they changed everything.

Barack Hussein Obama boasted that he had changed America. A billion regulations, a million immigrants, a hundred thousand lies and it was  no longer your America. It was his. He was JFK and FDR rolled into one. He told us that his version of history was right and inevitable. And they voted and left him in the dust. They walked past him and they didn’t listen. He had come to campaign to where they still cling to their guns and their bibles. He came to plead for his legacy.

And America said, “No.” Fifty millions Americans repudiated him. They repudiated the Obamas and the Clintons. They ignored the celebrities. They paid no attention to the media. They voted because they believed in the impossible. And their dedication made the impossible happen.

Americans were told that walls couldn’t be built and factories couldn’t be opened. That treaties couldn’t be unsigned and wars couldn’t be won. It was impossible to ban Muslim terrorists from coming to America or to deport the illegal aliens turning towns and cities into gangland territories. It was all impossible. And fifty million Americans did the impossible. They turned the world upside down.

It’s midnight in America. CNN is weeping. MSNBC is wailing. ABC calls it a tantrum. NBC damns it. It wasn’t supposed to happen. The same machine that crushed the American people for two straight terms, the mass of government, corporations and non-profits that ran the country, was set to win. Instead the people stood in front of the machine. They blocked it with their bodies. They went to vote even though the polls told them it was useless. They mailed in their absentee ballots even while Hillary Clinton was planning her fireworks victory celebration. They looked at the empty factories and barren farms. They drove through the early cold. They waited in line. They came home to their children to tell them that they had done their best  for their future. They bet on America. And they won. They won improbably. And they won amazingly.

They were tired of ObamaCare. They were tired of unemployment. They were tired of being lied to. They were tired of watching their sons come back in coffins to protect some Muslim country. They were tired of being called racists and homophobes. They were tired of seeing their America disappear. And they stood up and fought back. This was their last hope. Their last chance to be heard. The media had the election wrong all along. This wasn’t about personalities. It was about the impersonal. It was about fifty million people whose names no one except a server will ever know fighting back. It was about the homeless woman guarding Trump’s star. It was about the lost Democrats searching for someone to represent them in Ohio and Pennsylvania. It was about the union men who nodded along when the organizers told them how to vote, but who refused to sell out their futures. No one will ever interview all those men and women. We will never see all their faces. But they are us and we are them. They came to the aid of a nation in peril.They did what real Americans have always done. They did the impossible.

America is a nation of impossibilities. We exist because our forefathers  did not take no for an answer. Not from kings or tyrants. Not from the elites who told them that it couldn’t be done. The day when we stop being able to pull off the impossible is the day that America will cease to exist. Today is not that day. Today fifty million Americans did the impossible.

Midnight has passed. A new day has come.  And everything is about to change.

 


Current Polk County Republican Party Leadership:

Chairman – Cheryl Every, Phone 828-894-6457, Email,cevery@windstream.net
Vice Chair – Helen Voyadgis, Phone 828-859-9900,hews@att.net
Secretary – Doris Holbert, Phone 828-894-6005, Email,dorisholbert@gmail.com
Treasurer – Fred Clas, Phone, 828-808-2097, Email,frd.clas@gmail.com

Call us at 888-573-7778 and leave a message.  We will be notified of your call and hear your message.  Then, we will respond.

Physical address:
33 S. Peak Street
Columbus, NC 28722

Mailing address:
PO Box 448
Columbus, NC 28782