Praise forI Cant Believe Im Sitting Next to a Republican
By the time I finished Harry Steins book, the back of my neck ached from nodding along to so many of Steins perceptive musings. Stein reveals what many conservatives have long known about the left: that the most tolerant people in the world, are only tolerant as long as you agree with them.
GREG GUTFELD, Host of Red Eye, Fox News Channel
If God got mad enough at me to make me a liberal (God forbid!), this book would be enough to make me repent, be saved and converted to political conservatism. Since I am not, I am able to read the work of a brilliant writer who has produced one of the most witty and delightful books about liberals that I have ever read. On nearly every page, I found something that made me laugh with recognition of my own experiences; but, even more, I felt a gratifying sense of payback to all of the liberals who seem to go out of their way to be mean and lacking in civility in their dealings with us right-wingers.
WARD CONNERLY, President of
the American Civil Rights Institute
Whats it like to be a conservative in a blue, blue state? Harry Stein takes the reader on a provocative, hilarious, and insightful guided tour of Liberaland, where anti-American zealots like Noam Chomsky are considered mainstream and reasonable people like, well, Harry Stein are denounced by their neighbors as fascists. A dazzling book.
BRIAN ANDERSON, editor of City Journal
and author of South Park Conservatives
In I Cant Believe Im Sitting Next to a Republican, Harry Stein presents an entertaining series of anecdotes in which conservatives suffer and confront dominant liberal elites.
National Review Online
Stein makes use of a qualitative approach to elucidate the emotional and aggressive methods by which leftists colonize our public square. He interviews endangered conservatives like those inhabiting San Francisco and Madison, Wisconsin, along with brave souls at our universities or in one of the caring professions.
Pajamas Media
You need to go up to Amazon right now or out to your local Barnes & Noble and get a copy of Harry Steins new book I CantBelieve Im Sitting Next to a Republican, which is a book that might have been titled Everything You Always Knew About Liberals ButWere Afraid to Say. Harry is a funny writer and this is a funny book even though its about bigotry, intolerance, ignorance and malice. If youve been abused lately by a self-righteous lefty, it will soothe your mind and salve your pain.
DAVID HOROWITZ, Frontpage Magazine
INTRODUCTION
Notes from the Belly of the Beast
THE PHONE CALLS and emails from fellow conservatives started coming early on election night 2008 and continued well into the next day. Some were anguished, some merely fatalistic. But even most of these featured at least a dollop of gallows humor.
Just thought Id check in before I went out back and slashed my wrists, went the message on my answering machine from my friend Ron, whod recently moved from New York to North Carolina seeking a change of political climate. What a bloodbath, huh? Our country and the world are about to be cast into ruin. Talk to you soon.
My friend Gerry, up in Connecticut, couldnt help venting about the disgracefully in-the-tank-for-Obama media. They dealt with every story potentially damaging to Obama like it was Rasputin. They didnt just bury it; they shot, poisoned, and drowned it!
Then there was my friend Cary, who, as the dimensions of the disaster became apparent late on election night, announced he might have to skip work.
For how long? I asked.
Im thinking a year.
Who could blame him? Obama may have been a multimegaton disaster in waiting, an unprecedented mix of radicalism, ineptitude and arrogance, but at least back then he was trying hard to make open-minded noises. In Manhattan offices like my friends, his many fans usually didnt even bother pretending to be civil where conservatives were concerned; we were, quite simply, despised.
Elisabeth Hasselbeck, the token conservative on The View, was among those who made the mistake of going to work the morning after. I fought hard on the other side, but today is a victory for this country, she graciously allowed on the air. I havent felt this good throughout this entire election process.
So what you are saying is I was right all along? sneered Joy Behar in response.
My friend John Leo forwarded the missive from one Blue State blogger summing up what Behar surely wishes she could have said out loud: AAAAAAAAAAAAHAHAHAAHAAAAA!! Hes dead, its dead, the Republican beast is fucking deaaaaaaaaad!! Eight years of that rampaging Republican fucking elephant beast finally brought to its knees! Yes, youre dead, you fucker, you fuck, you fuck, youre DEAD! DEAD! DEAD!
Of course, there are those wholl argue that the authors of such remarks are the hothead fringe of the vast, untidy American left - the modern liberalisms equivalent of the leather-lunged townsfolk in old Westerns shouting, Whatre we waitin for, lets string im up! Most liberals, theyll say, are far more levelheaded than that.
And theyre absolutely right. Ordinary liberals are the ones in the mob who, upon hearing the hotheads bloodthirsty cries, mumble for a second or two and then go along with the plan.
This book is about those who are not part of the mob at all, the conservatives living and working among such folk - and, more than occasionally, the ones getting lynched. They are the good guys in this story. Think of them as Gary Cooper in High Noon, strong, independent, and ready to risk their lives (okay, sometimes their careers, and always a nasty aside) on principle.
Indeed, their very day-to-day experience reveals how utterly deformed is the current version of liberalism. It presents stark evidence of the extent to which a philosophy predicated on freedom of thought and openness to varied perspectives has become a wellspring of intolerance and rancor.
Here, for instance, is just a tiny, tiny sample, courtesy of The Huffington Post, of how liberal New York Times readers reacted to the news that, in a touching bid to recapture a bit of its vanished credibility as a somewhat evenhanded journal, the paper would be running a weekly column by the conservative eminence William Kristol on its op-ed page.
Worthless suck-up Kristol should be cleaning toilets in public restrooms for his GOP friends.
I will never, ever, buy another issue of the newspaper, I will never again be a subscriber to your newspaper, and I will do my level best to avoid any purchases from any