What in the world is a Mugwump, and what does it have to do with this site?
The word Mugwumps is alleged to have many meanings, such as an Algonquian Indian term for “War Leader”, “Head Guy”, or “Kingpin”as was jestingly referred to by some early American folk. In the 1930’s some revered Mugwumps as a bird who sits on the fence, with his Mug on one side of the fence and his Wump on the other. Mugwumps were also political activists who bolted the Republican Party in the election of 1884 to support the Democratic candidate, Grover Cleveland; who ultimately won the election that year. This definition of Mugwump is where I get my inspiration from, and what I chose to name this site after. I am the consummate Mugwump, in political terms that is. Not necessarily a Republican bolting the party for some reason, but someone who is of the belief that you should be able to bolt the party, whatever party that is. In reality, I believe we shouldn’t be pigeon-holed into a two party system, rather vote your conscience based on the issues.
During the campaign season of the 1884 election The Salty Republicans coined Mugwumps as Goo Goos, or The Good Government Crowd. This derogatory term was meant for anyone who defected their ‘club’ to support Grover Cleveland. Well, call me one of them too. Yes, I’m the self proclaimed head Goo Goo of this here website Mugwumpnation.com. A defector, an advocate for honest government, an agnostic political idealist not beholden to any party or person. No, I’m in favor of a government that works, like our founders intended, you know the one that was supposed to be of the people, for the people. If I could have voted in the election of 1884 (yes, I was too young at the time), I would have likely joined the Mugwump revolution and voted for Cleveland.
I think elections these days have been taken out of context, in an effort to skew your views of one candidate or another. This is no different than it was in the election of 1884, in fact that election had as much, if not more mudslinging going on. The only difference was they lacked the megaphone of the 24/7 news cycle and social media to spread the word. No, They relied on Paul Revere, horses, signal towers, and the telegraph, not one of which can rival the speed that a viral post can travel. I follow politics as a hobby, I am reasonably passionate about what our friends in DC decide, is in our best interest. I will explain in simple, unsophisticated terms, my impression of what mugwumps would have thought of our current leaders decision making skills.
What you can expect from this site:
Most political sites are liberal, or conservative, republican or democrat, elephants or donkeys. Mugwumpnation.com will do its best to be none of those. Our focus will be on issues, which take place in modern America, and how the Mugwumps would have related to them. We will also focus on The Constitution and Original Intent, The Bill of Rights, The Founding Fathers, Historical events that shaped this country, and finally some random topics we feel you need to know more about.
Live large, like the Mugwumps did:
The Mugwumps, as you may have guessed, lived a minimalist lifestyle. You can bet there was no going to the grocery store surrounded by packed shelves with highly sought after organic, free range, reverse osmosis, tofu bars. Oh, they ate organic, but that’s because they raised it all themselves. They knew exactly what those chickens and cows ate, and harvest time, well that was far more than just a Luke Bryan song. While I admit, I do like some Whole Foods organic flare, so I’m not knocking it. However, just like the mugwumps I am also in favor of being a more self sufficient. I will show my homesteading projects with the hope of inspiring you to rely less on the man and more on your own talents.
Mark Twain said it best
I was a Mugwump. We, the Mugwumps, a little company made up of the unenslaved of both parties, the very best men to be found in the two great parties–that was our idea of it–voted sixty thousand strong for Mr. Cleveland in New York and elected him. Our principles were high, and very definite. We were not a party; we had no candidates; we had no axes to grind. Our vote laid upon the man we cast it for no obligation of any kind. By our rule we could not ask for office; we could not accept office. When voting, it was our duty to vote for the best man, regardless of his party name. We had no other creed. Vote for the best man–that was creed enough.