Acquainted with the Blight
I have been one acquainted with the blight.
I have walked out in rain -- and back in rain,
(And out in rain -- and back in rain,
And out in rain -- and back in rain,
And out in rain -- and .... you get the picture.)
I have been skinsoaked under every city light.
I have looked down every moss-choked city lane.
I have passed drowned dolphins flopping on my lawn,
And splashed them with galoshes unwilling to explain.
I have stood up to my kiester in the ceaseless plop of drops
When overhead a sloshing cloud's deluge
Drenched the houses with a mound of mist,
But not to call me back, but slather me with slops;
And further still at an unearthly height
One more damned raincloud against the sky
Proclaimed Seattle was neither dry nor Right.
I have been one acquainted with the blight.
[Apologies to Robert Lee Frost (March 26, 1874 – January 29, 1963) on the 50th Anniversary of his passing.]
This morning (you could have seen it coming from the event horizon of 2008) Limbaugh shuffled aboard the Sequester Soul Train at the White House. It's off-the-rack Limbaugh in which he criticizes the Obamas for conspicuous consumption and quotes Drudge: "POTUS chomping nicorette. Standing O for Lauper, who already looks deep into Obamacare. Now back to urgent gun control push, crying families."
Limbaugh rambles towards his point with "Yeah, yeah, yeah, sequester soul train. I mean, here we are in the middle of the sequester -- do you realize, folks, the Blue Angels have been grounded all year?"
Well, Rush, yes and no. Some do and most don't, but it's mighty white of you to mention it.
Here's the point you don't get, Rush: You are not the audience for this Soul Train special. It's being done for the groundlings. Among the cataplectic African-American Obamaites, 99.9999% don't know, don't care, and wouldn't care about the Blue Angels if they knew. Among the cataplectic African-Americans Soul Train is not only what they want, but what they have to have to fill up the bottomless hole in their blighted lives.
Obama, as anyone with a smidgen of insight knows, is not just the commander-in-chief of African-Americans, he's their bump of coke, their hit of crack, and their 10cc's of heroin IV daily. He's their fix; the one thing that keeps them on the nod and him as their God. Stoking their hope with chump change is the name of his game, and keeping race hot on the hob is his job.
His Number One Chopper and Plane, his Top-Of-The-Food-Chain Soul Train, his limo to his bad golf game... it's all part of how he rolls out his role model. He gives his core constituency bread as well as circuses. It's how the "governing" of what has become a permanent underclass is done in this Brave New 1984. And in terms of keeping it all chill, it works like a charm.
Limbaugh and his conservative cohort seem to think that the Obamas' endless partying, golfing, vacationing, labial lassitude and sloughing off is some sort of gross dereliction of duty. The Limbaughs never tire of pointing out that, among the hard-core unemployed, the most hopelessly unemployed are young black Americans. They seem to think that the Obama's should be "more aware of their suffering" and not so profligate with the nation's resources; not so relentlessly set on squatting over the squander pit and indulging themselves in another load of conspicuous quantitative easing.
This misunderestimentation is not just wrong, it is stupid. The Obamas and their cull-the-herd hivemind in the oval office know exactly and precisely what they are doing. They discuss it. They poll it. They wargame it. They decide on the when and the where of the next action. And then they execute on plan. It's a malicious method of governing but they are very good at malice. And at the camouflaging of malice.
In this case, their protective coloration is to become a large and lavish screen that the proles below may watch; a kind of Dreamland Drive-In. In events such as this shadow of Soul Train they are projecting a lush fantasy world that their supporters can project themselves into and revel in. It is an extension of "even a cat can look at a king" into, through the magic of television and magazines and other venues, the Obamas' worshipers can imagine themselves living the life of the Obamas. All the Obamas have to do is to consistently show themselves to be worthy of their cohort's fantasies.
And they do. They might be eating our seed corn. They might be fiddling about while the country burns. They might be all hat and no cattle. They could be, and most likely are, whistling past their own grave yard. But the Obamas' bottom line has always been and always will be, "Not a single fuck is given."
The Obamas' know their "supporters" down to the marrow of their bought bones. Their cohort has always loved Soul Train. All they want to do is for the train to roll on and never stop delivering them the big bottomed beat. That it's a runaway train heading for a very large cliff doesn't bother them. It would if they could conceive of a future beyond the next bump of coke, hit of crack, and 10cc's of heroin IV daily. But they can't.
The Obamas not only know this, they depend upon it. Next year they'll be twerking to it. So study up and prepare for the moment when you hear: "All aboard for Soul Train."
Continued..."I saw a peanut stand, heard a rubber band,
And seen a needle wink its eye
But I be done seen about everything.... "
We built this city on a dog camel, so scuze me while I kiss this guy!
It's just this simple:
Spread from "Science Made Stupid" by Tom Weller
...in response to an item cited in Side-Lines: Intellectual Stakeout
Re: Tolkien and Beowulf, fortitude and honor are ideals, beacons for the "lost" and standards for the "found", regardless of the god.
An argument for Creationism is that God designed us to need Him, to seek Him. And, ironically, it is the new church godlessness and/or the new church of Environmentalism which feels the need to snuff out Christianity to make room for their own god(s).
The reason Christianity is treated with less respect than it treated paganism is because we are witnessing a religious coup, a devolution set into motion by The Left, for The Left. Devolution of man, devolution of civilization, devolution of the very constructs of natural selection... The Left believes in man-made selection so long as they are in power.
In the conquering of one faith, insert a new god, complete with a new image, new powers, new rules and new "good guys" and, subsequently new "bad guys" as a means to a political and financial end.
Greed and power. It's the same old story repeated over and over again. Every new faith deems its god and people supreme, but the struggle to achieve fortitude and honor is universal and never ends well except in fiction.
In reality, the cycle will continue and the baby will be thrown out with the bath water until the earth finally stops spinning.
Westernized Muslims long to see their faith brought into "modernity". Dr. M. Zuhdi Jasser is one of the outspoken leaders in this weak movement, a movement that has been upstaged by The Arab Spring.
And how does the American Left react? By enabling the most violent Muslims the world has to offer. Why? To conquer Christianity, full stop.
Devolution. Devolution of Muslims, devolution of Christians, devolution of Jews.
Ah, American Jews who remain loyal to the Democrats, the party which actively participates in Israel's destruction. If that isn't an example of human devolution, then I don't know what is!
Christian Europe is dead and Christian America is under full assault.
Israel is just Israel. It would simpler to answer the question "When haven't Jews been under attack?"
And Muslims... well.. they've had 1500 years to modernize. I think it's safe to say they are not only devolving, despite The Arab Spring, but they are demanding the rest of us devolve along with them.
Regardless, it is safe to say, that the concept of individual liberties endowed by a creator and protected by The United States Constitution had to have been inspired by a loving god, not a tyrannical god. And lucky for us, our God-given right to choose our god is also protected by the same document.
How tragic, how ungrateful how blasphemous to such a good God and how collectively suicidal it is that we would throw away the most perfect agreement in the history of mankind for the sake of destroying the very set of virtues that bore it, that being the enlightenment of the Protestant Reformation.
Arab Spring, my ass.
A Barbara Boxer Killer: Now this is how political advertising should be done. A "CarleyforCalifornia" production. Hang around for the last few frames.
Katz sent this to me to cheer me up. It worked. It'll work on you too.
Iowahawk is on the case with Dial 'M' For Maternity Excerpts from the new Mike Loads gyno-mystery by Andrew Sullivan
Nine months is a lot of time. Enough time to rehab a darling vacation bungalow on Cape Cod. Enough time for a whirlwind romance with the contractor. The birds 'n' bees boys down at the OB/GYN lab claim that's how long it takes to hatch a baby. But in my line of work you learn it's also plenty enough time to hatch a plot -- maybe the single biggest stinking political gestation coverup plot ever to hit P-town. My name is Loads. To me, everything is a mystery.READ. IT. NOW.
Shepard Smith eviscerates the congressional beclownment hearings today: "Well, well, well. Wasn't that a quite a little show. Ladies and gentlemen, just facts now. No opinions."
"And furthermore... Barney Frank asking the CEOs to 'name names'? Remember Joe McCarthy?"
After watching most of the testimony on Fox News, I came away thinking the only competent person in the room was the $1 a year Chairman of AIG. Across from him, a pompous posturing grandstanding bloviating herd of swine. And if I noticed, I suspect millions of Americans noticed, too.
Sigh, I try to become more cynical every day, but lately I just can't keep up.
I don't look back. So here's a look forward from the precipitous cliffs of the two biggest buzz words of 2008: "Change" [1,360,000,000 Google Hits] and "Hope" [Running far behind at only 617,000,000 Google Hits].
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Let's review:
Victory? Check.
U.S. Debt? Check.
Inflation? Check.
Labor? Check.
China? Check.
Europe? Check.
Farm Prices? Check.
Russia? Check.
Congress No Good? Check.
Housing? Check.
Price Controls? Check.
Cost of Living? Check.
Budget? Check.
Job Seekers? Check.
Socialized Medicine? Check.
Deserving Democrats? Check and double-check.
As seen by Pulitzer Prize winning editorial cartoonist Jay Norwood "Ding" Darling on November 16, 1948. Browse Ding's other work HERE
"The smart liberals are worried. The dumb ones think they've won."
Continued...It is war on YouTube, war! He's one lobbed right into the heart of the Obama videos. Check it out, dude.
Since the Democrat Party seems to be having problems coming up with a way to end the war in Iraq, it may be time to look into folk wisdom to help these afflicted souls out.
According to Old Time Cures and Remedies here's how people dealt with wars when people were self-reliant.
Wars [Stopping them]
Fresh from feasting on the scrawny corpse of Don Imus, the marching morons of Media Matters turned this week to more succulent fare, Rush Limbaugh. Sensing a self-inflicted wound from Limbaugh's repeated playing of "Barack the Magic Negro," the M&Ms of MM were getting into "Firing" mode over this "insensitve" and, wait for it..., "racist" assault on the tender sensitivities of all African-Americans from Al Sharpton to Jesse Jackson. The magic phrase "Barack the Magic Negro" was, of course, coined by an LA Times writer who, being black, has a natural immunity to saying the word "Negro." Indeed, he could say much worse and still get a pass from all and sundry, but because he is a gentleman he has eschewed such language.
Big Brother Speaks: "Enemies of the homeland, particularly those behind the scenes, I will give you a name: Globovision. Greetings gentlemen of Globovision, you should watch where you are going. I recommend you take a tranquilizer and get into gear, because if not, I am going to do what is necessary." -- Hugo Chavez, Venezuelan Proctologist-in-Training. Hard to believe there a scads of Americans in love with this fascist, but, hey, once a bear gets hooked on garbage, there's no cure.
Big Sister Speaks: "Starting in the fall and toward the end of the year we're going to start seeing troops withdrawn from Iraq. 'My argument is, why wait?' " Given her history, we can understand why Hillary Clinton's default state is to pray for an early withdrawal, but just because her husband complied years ago is no reason to insist the America do the same.
This coming Christmas' Must-Have Stocking Stuffer for the Republicans on Your List.
I SOMETIMES WISH I COULD BE A DEMOCRAT ONCE MORE . It was a good party in its time, it had nice ideals once, and, to tell the truth, I'm not at all easy being labeled as a Republican especially since I'm not. At the same time, I have to admit it is just too embarrassing these days to be a Democrat.
It's not so much that they are wrong. Sometimes they are not wrong. It is not so much that so many of them are demented by the very existence of George W. Bush in the same universe. Not all are demented. Chiefly, I think that it is hard for men to be a Democrats these days because the Party has taken on an ever-growing blob of ur-male members who have run up a catastrophical overdraft at The Bank of Testosterone. That wouldn't be so bad in itself, but it seems that a symptom of this syndrome is for the man involved to become, well, moist.
Continued...AN ALTERNATIVE TITLE for this item was "Hapless LA Times Columnist Admits He's Not Gay and Has a Two Inch Penis," but that would have been too cruel. True, but too cruel. After all, Joel Stein, writer of I'm not gay, I'm a wuss! has evidently been a drive-by reader of American Digest:
A few months ago, I Googled an article on some blog about how my voice on the radio is the voice of a "neuter ... educated and acculturated out of ... any gender at all."
LIKE SOME HAGGARD CRACK WHORE banging on the door of a dealer's den willing to do anything , the hapless Joel ( "I despise our troops." ) Stein has been passed randomly about the blogsphere in the last couple of days.
Of course Stein in his girly-man prose, is being much less than genuine about his slighting glance at my essay The Voice of the Neuter is Heard Throughout the Land . It wasn't a "few months ago," but most likely just last month, or even more likely, just last week as he was writing his column. After all, he had to pull in the quote which he notably eviscerates in a "rit of fealous jage."
We do so love elisons of the kind Stein employs. Elisions (those coy little "..."s) are the lying writer's
Continued...
"Hell, I'd wear a purple tutu and ride a pogo stick coast to coast if it'd get Bush and Cheney impeached." -- Kevin Hayden @ Body and Soul
James Frederick Dwight @ soxblog has it:
2) The other way we'll know we've won?When a free and democratic Afghanistan and a free and democratic Iraq unapologetically screw us the way France and Germany did the past few years, then we'll know that victory is ours.
HALLE BERRY WAS NAMED WORST ACTRESS OF 2004 by the Golden Raspberry Award Foundation for her performance in "Catwoman" and she showed up to accept her "Razzie" carrying the Oscar she won in 2002 for "Monster's Ball."
"They can't take this away from me, it's got my name on it!" she quipped. A raucous crowd cheered her on as she gave a stirring recreation of her Academy Award acceptance speech, including tears.
She thanked everyone involved in "Catwoman," a film she said took her from the top of her profession to the bottom.
"I want to thank Warner Brothers for casting me in this piece of shit," she said as she dragged her agent on stage and warned him "next time read the script first."
-- Reuters
Dream Duo Not to Be
IRATE FANS OF PROGRESSIVE COOKING AND POLITICS were depressed early Tuesday when it was confirmed that, due to routine procedural matters, hopes were growing dim that Lynne Stewart and Martha Stewart would become cellmates.
"Given the time it takes to get a convicted felon like Stewart (Lynne) into the system," said Stewart (Martha)'s personal spokeswoman, Nada Pluckit, "we just don't see how we can make it happen before Martha is due to be released and start her television career."
Stewart (Lynne)'s personal spokesaman, Ahmad Akbar Finkelstein, was equally despondent: "It is an outrage against Allah, that our helpmate of many years has been denied the right to share up-close incarceration with the doyen of doilies. We were told that a collaboration between the two on book projects, Plastique for Dummies and Mullah Makeovers was a done deal in the high six figures. Again, the Jews of New York crush innocent Muslimites with no outcry from the world. We demand that Lynne Stewart be slammed into Martha Stewart's slammer this instant."
In related news, the spokestotem for "The Apprentice" confirmed rumors regarding Stewart (Lynne): "Yes, we have been in discussions with her and have signed a letter of intent to let her star in The Apprentice for the 2035 season."
Sigmund, Carl and Alfred: In The Garage: American Digest On The Couch With SC&A
Peeling the Times' most loathesome life-form down to his shabby and stained foundation garments is, alas, a task that simply has to be done from time to time. It's a pleasure to see it done by a master. A salute to Stephen Green for Vodkapundit - A Fisking
It could be that our long national nightmare is coming to a close, and that the media's love affair with Michael ("Mr. Peepers") Moore is on the wane.
Witness this story by the AP via Yahoo: Yahoo! News - Drug Firms Issue Memos on Michael Moore
While the story concerns the next target of Moore's mendacity, the illustrations pair him with a beached whale. Check it out...
Continued...
Dead Man Writing
STAND BACK. DANIEL OKRENT, THE PUBLIC EDITOR OF The New York Times today asks:
and answers with: Continued..." Is The New York Times a Liberal Newspaper?"
LET us go then, you and I,
When Josh Marshall is spread out against the sky
Like a patient etherised upon a table;
Let us go, through certain half-deserted lies,
Marshall's muttering sighs
Of inside baseball in one-post cheap shots
And strawman arguments out of piss-pots:
Blather that poses like a tedious argument
Of insidious intent
To lead you to a conscious falsehood ...
Oh, do not ask, ' What is it? '
Let us go and make our visit.
If you like relentless eviscerations of the now discredited gasbag Josh Marshall, you will love the swift and sharp job done to this tool by THE BELGRAVIA DISPATCH in The TPM Defense: "Splainin" or Spinning?
If Marshall had any sense of self or honor, he'd just lie down until these deep incisions healed, but he won't. He'll be back at his stand bobbing like the drinking bird over the glass.
Alas, poor Josh, he really doesn't have any choice but to keep on coredumping the spin into his page. Once you've committed to the big lie, there's no going back, there's only the making of the big lie bigger. If he turned towards writing the truth, he'd not only be out of a job, Joe Conason would dump him.
"Ever wondered if there's a literary equivalent of someone attacking a hanging side of beef with a chain saw? Wonder no more." -- James Lileks
To describe this film as dishonest and demagogic would almost be to promote those terms to the level of respectability. To describe this film as a piece of crap would be to run the risk of a discourse that would never again rise above the excremental. To describe it as an exercise in facile crowd-pleasing would be too obvious. Fahrenheit 9/11 is a sinister exercise in moral frivolity, crudely disguised as an exercise in seriousness. It is also a spectacle of abject political cowardice masking itself as a demonstration of "dissenting" bravery.-- Unfairenheit 9/11 - The lies of Michael Moore. By Christopher Hitchens