The Tea Party has won the budget debate argument. The group has certainly forced politicians in Washington to focus on the fiscal health of the country.

This is a good thing for the country, but the question for a lot of Americans is ... where was the Tea Party when George Bush was doubling the national debt and presiding over America’s worst economic expansion in 50 years? Where was the Tea Party when Mr. Bush, John Boehner and Eric Cantor were passing a new entitlement prescription drug bill, implementing No Child Left Behind, presiding over two wars that were not paid for and pushing the bank bailout bill that a large majority of Americans abhor?

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