One of the big differences between Democrats and Republicans is: Democrats fight for their principles and rarely back down. Whereas Republicans, after a brief posturing bluster, cave by default. The big problem with this is Democrat principles include things like killing unborn babies, raising taxes to curb financial recovery, disarming American citizens, and growing a prolific nanny state on steroids. But you have to give the Dems credit. They fight like hell and they win at all costs. They are predictable.

But then again the Republicans are predictable as well. Even though they occupy the moral high ground, they seldom win a political battle. Usually they capitulate before the fight even begins. Ordinary conservatives like me find that frustrating.

Most of you know I teach concealed carry classes, and one of the topics I cover is how to portray yourself as a strong and worthy adversary who is willing to fight to the death. The old saying is true: “Look like a sheep, and you’ll be eaten by wolves.”

Many in the GOP remind me of sheep. They stand on The Hill, defenseless, chewing their cuds, saying baa as they’re being slaughtered by wolves like Harry Reid and Barack Obama. In the dangerous world of DC politics, sheep are born and bred for only one purpose: to be killed and to have their parts processed into something useful by predators.

So you reply, “Skip, how can you be so harsh? You’re a conservative. The GOP is on our side!”

You make a good point. Yes, they are on our side. But if beltway politics was a football game, the score would be Donkeys 52 and Elephants 14. What good is a kicker who can’t kick; a blocker who can’t block, or a linebacker who can’t blitz? Let’s face it folks: Our team sucks!

And here we are again making another goal line stand, trying to keep Obama from waltzing into the fiscal-cliff end zone with that narcissistic, you-can’t-touch-me grin on his face. He prances in untouched, and then he spikes the football. Except this time he doesn’t spike the football. He walks up to the defensive Captain and confidently demands: “John, reach down and grab your ankles. And you’d better brace yourself because this one’s going to hurt!”

That’s right. I’m cold. I’m callous. I have no class. But I have to think I’m not the only conservative who feels this way. All I want my team to do is stand up and fight with the heart of a lion. Win, lose, or draw. I don’t care. Just hit the bastards and let ‘em know they’ve been in a fight. If we lose so be it! At least we gave it the old college try and we’ll get ‘em next time. But I’m sick and tired of the Republicans giving up without a fight.

Take five dogs who don’t know each other, put them together in a kennel and leave for six hours. When you come back, one dog will be up on his haunches surveying his new kingdom while the other four cower down unwilling to make even the slightest eye contact.

If Barack Obama is a Pit Bull, then the GOP Congress is filled with Weiner dogs. They can’t fight; they can’t hunt. All they can do is crowd around the Pit Bull and make that ridiculous yipping sound that no one respects.

Now, don’t get me wrong. They’re probably good people, but that alone won’t make you a good leader. You have to be willing to stand your ground and fight for the people you serve; to throw a punch and take one as well, and to get your ass kicked if need be.

I just don’t see the GOP doing that. They don’t have the spirit. It’s like Obama took them to the pound and had them all spayed and neutered. Good doggie. Stay! Sit! Rover over! Play dead!

Yes, the Dems have the Republicans well trained. Obama and Reid know the GOP will capitulate. It’s what they do; it’s who they are. Retreat is the GOP’s defining characteristic.

So when John Boehner goes toe to toe with the Democrats, the outcome is already decided and Obama knows it. All he has to do is look the GOP straight in the eye and smile. He has possession of the football, confidence and the willingness to fight. And to top it all off the refs are on his side. How can he lose?

No, there won’t be a fiscal cliff. Quarterback Obama will casually glance over at Harry Reid and say, “Grease ‘em up Harry.” And John Boehner will sheepishly bend down, grab both his ankles and brace himself for the ensuing negotiations.

If the GOP won’t stand up and fight, this one’s going to hurt. Not just the GOP, but the entire country.