The Republican Party is fast losing touch with reality.

When on December 3, I read a New York Times editorial urging Senators to vote for the U.N. Convention on the Rights of Persons With Disabilities, I thought the piece to be a waste of time, since no one in his right mind would be against such a measure.

Boy, was I wrong. The next day, I was shocked to find out via Twitter that a significant portion of Republicans are indeed delusional. Not even the presence of Bob Dole in a wheelchair compelled enough Senators to break ranks. (And kudos to the eight who did, including John McCain, Richard Lugar, and the two Senators from Maine.)

"The Senate's rejection of the disability treaty is disgraceful," tweeted Joe Cirincione, an arms control expert and an observer of the D.C. scene for a long time. "Whipped by the worst of the conspiracy fanatics. They should be ashamed."

The treaty was blocked by a gaggle of hyperventilating characters who dictated Republican policy from the sidelines.

"The vote was a triumph for Glenn Beck, Rick Santorum and others on the hard-right loon fringe, who have been feverishly denouncing the treaty as a United Nations world-government conspiracy to kill disabled children (you can look it up)," blogged New York Times editorialist Lawrence Downes.

These cranks have hijacked the party. They have a paranoia about the United Nations that they've made GOP policy. A prime obsession of this group is Agenda 21, a U.N. blueprint for ecologically sound development. The John Birch reincarnates see this as a plan to take over the United States. They've gotten a road project cancelled in Maine after claiming to the governor that it was part of a U.N. conspiracy. They've strong-armed the GOP to officially adopt a resolution against the agenda. And now they have a friend in the Senate who fully agrees with their obsession: Senator-elect Ted Cruz from Texas.

"'Stop Agenda 21,' cried Cruz in an alert posted prominently on his campaign website," Jim Hightower reported in the October issue of The Progressive. "Agenda 21 is a twenty-year-old, innocuous nonbinding U.N. resolution (agreed to by then-President George Bush the First). It encourages governments to develop plans for sustainable development of 'open spaces' -- and that's what rubs Ted raw."

It is this crowd that has helped make the "Left Behind" series a best-seller -- where the villain is the suave U.N. Secretary-General Nicolae Carpathia, who uses his post to lead as the Antichrist a one-world government.

The opposition to the disabilities treaty fits in well into this worldview -- except that it isn't clear what the opponents of the treaty achieved by scuttling such a worthy initiative.

"Praised Be the Glorious Sovereignists Who Protect the U.S.A. from.... from.... wait, what?" asked the headline of a commentary by Professor Daniel Drezner at the Foreign Policy website.

Instead, a motley crowd of U.N. haters, pro-lifers, and anti-abortion freaks stoked the worst sort of fears in their base, compelling them to coerce their frightened GOP senators into embarrassing themselves.

Shame on all of them.

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It's finally setting in: Trump is Trump and he’s not going to change because of winning the nomination.

The new head of the Environmental Protection has a history of suing the agency for trying to do its job.

By Wendell Berry

Manifesto: The Mad Farmer Liberation Front

Love the quick profit, the annual raise,
vacation with pay. Want more 
of everything ready made. Be afraid 
to know your neighbors and to die.
And you will have a window in your head.
Not even your future will be a mystery 
any more. Your mind will be punched in a card 
and shut away in a little drawer.
When they want you to buy something 
they will call you. When they want you
to die for profit they will let you know. 
So, friends, every day do something
that won’t compute. Love the Lord. 
Love the world. Work for nothing. 
Take all that you have and be poor.
Love someone who does not deserve it. 
Denounce the government and embrace 
the flag. Hope to live in that free 
republic for which it stands. 
Give your approval to all you cannot
understand. Praise ignorance, for what man 
has not encountered he has not destroyed.
Ask the questions that have no answers. 
Invest in the millennium. Plant sequoias.
Say that your main crop is the forest
that you did not plant,
that you will not live to harvest.

Say that the leaves are harvested 
when they have rotted into the mold.
Call that profit. Prophesy such returns.
Put your faith in the two inches of humus 
that will build under the trees
every thousand years.
Listen to carrion—put your ear
close, and hear the faint chattering
of the songs that are to come. 
Expect the end of the world. Laugh. 
Laughter is immeasurable. Be joyful
though you have considered all the facts. 
So long as women do not go cheap 
for power, please women more than men.
Ask yourself: Will this satisfy 
a woman satisfied to bear a child?
Will this disturb the sleep 
of a woman near to giving birth? 
Go with your love to the fields.
Lie easy in the shade. Rest your head 
in her lap. Swear allegiance 
to what is nighest your thoughts.
As soon as the generals and the politicos 
can predict the motions of your mind, 
lose it. Leave it as a sign 
to mark the false trail, the way 
you didn’t go. Be like the fox 
who makes more tracks than necessary, 
some in the wrong direction.
Practice resurrection.

Wendell Berry is a poet, farmer, and environmentalist in Kentucky. This poem, first published in 1973, is reprinted by permission of the author and appears in his “New Collected Poems” (Counterpoint).

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