Mencken was right, but you're better. The booboisie has arisen, and we need your anger. Keep afflicting the comfortable.
OK, so I was watching an episode of "NCIS," where there was a brief discussion of how you could kill (poison) someone by creating a drug that, while you'd put it into a community water supply, would only kill that/those persons with certain genetic markers.
I have to confess, that, in what some of us perceive as dark times, I was really thrilled at the possibilities hinted at in that episode. The grunt work involves collecting the DNA from places like the Capitol Hill dining rooms and such.
OK, so I'm evil. But admit it, you LOVE the idea too.
The left: standing athwart history, yelling uncle.
Oh, blinding light
Oh, light that blinds
I cannot see, look out for me.
"Posted by Gagdad Bob at April 9, 2009 3:04 PM"
Only one correction: the "buy-in" isn't a "bailout" - it's an "investment" in Democratic newspeak. Otherwise, spot on. The herd is in full suicide mode and they're taking us with them! As I said here before the election:
So, we all need some practical advice on what to do to prepare for the coming chaos. I was chatting over the fence with my retired banker (one of the good ones) neighbor about this yesterday and he's talking about cashing out his 401K before the Dems nationalize our accounts in 2010 (you'd still get 3% on them, but the withdrawal rules will be suffocating), buying a piece of land with a water well and a generator, etc. Our talk took place just as I finished planting the early spring crops in my victory garden - no kidding! We sound like whacked out conspiracy theorists and survivalists, but we're pretty average Americans with no psychopathology in our backgrounds.
Maybe a new feature on AD Gerard? "What are you doing today to prepare for tomorrow?" I don't think I'm the only one who would like to know.
I think you nailed it.
What an insight!
No other explanation works as well.
The attraction of things euro.
Aging 60's radicals.
Utopians ignorant of history.
It's love of death itself and all the presages it.
Loss of vitality. Submission. Decay. Increasing chaos. Things falling apart. The blood-dimmed tide. Vain strugglings. Quiet.
And the winner, Ladies and Gentleman, is....Thanatos.
I was woolgathering on my way home today (stupid thing to do on I-15 southbound out of SLC, but we live in stupid times) and it struck me that we stopped having a government last November.
What is happening now is a coup against the Constitution. The Democrat congress writes the boilerplate that changes citizens to serfs, the president provides MSM with column inches and empty oratory while the journalists miss the executive orders.
Nationalization of key economic sectors.
Direct attacks on contract law whereby government assumes the custody of property and debt.
Abandonment of sovereignty - on multiple fronts and at a breakneck pace. Amnesty and formal abandonment of any border controls. Active encouragement of voter fraud by illegal aliens.
Direct government funding of a hyper-partisan agitation organization; funding at a level that rivals some nations' military spending.
There doesn't appear to be much interest in fighting for freedom any more. Much like our ongoing war with Islam, there is a marked reluctance to name the enemy and define the stakes.
Something is going to give.
"What can be going through a deer's mind just before the deer goes through the windshield?"
Probably a hood ornament.
A few lines from T.S. Eliot's "East Coker" seem appropriate, particularly on this Friday:
Our only health is the disease
If we obey the dying nurse
Whose constant care is not to please
But to remind of our, and Adam's curse,
And that, to be restored, our sickness must grow worse. . . .
The dripping blood our only drink,
The bloody flesh our only food:
In spite of which we like to think
That we are sound, substantial flesh and blood—
Again, in spite of that, we call this Friday good.
The funniest deer in the headlights I ever saw (and I saw them just about daily commuting from Baltimore to the DC beltway before dawn) was one that tried to get out of my way as I skidded to a halt. The asphalt was wet, the deer tried to run, and it made like a cartoon as its feet could get no traction - all the movements of running but zero progress. As I stopped with the bumper almost touching his flank, he finally made a leap out of the road. I was laughing so hard it hurt.
So let the laughter begin now for the current administration.
I have seen the same thing when the family dog ran into the kitchen. Hitting the tile, paws flailing, trying to get traction to make the turn, falling on her bum and skidding into the cupboards, getting up, and hitting the throttle, and finally launching into the dining room.
The deer wait in the headlights because they too are in shock at what damage to this nation Obama's already done.
In all fairness the nation wanted to be lied to and now they're happy.
Actually the deer know that Obama's going to take away all the guns and also they no longer fear getting hit by an Obama eco-car as they usually win those encounters.