Lassthoughts
Friday, January 29, 2010
Dr. Peggy
I daren't suggest that they get rid of her (on the grounds of general incompetence and nit-wittery) because I said something like that recently about a local radio talk-show host and lo and behold the healthy, 43-year old woman dropped dead from an aneurysm.
Whenever I read the once-great Miss Noonan's pieces now, I am reminded of that WW2 poster of a smiling GI offering a nice, fresh cup of STFU. I wish Miss N would accept it.
Sunday, January 17, 2010
Rush-hating Media get Punked Again
This was written in reply to some anti-Rush drivel in my local rag.
Dear Editor of Kentuckiana Fish-Wrapper
Rush Limbaugh has punked you again. [ Fans Should Say 'enough' to Rush, Robertson-Pam Platt -17 Jan 2010]. His show is a three-hour mixture of satire and hard news He insists that the media are in the tank for the Left, so he “illustrates absurdity by being absurd”. He's even courteous enough to announce his “Media Tweak of the Day” and you still fall for it.
It works this way: Rush makes a carefully crafted “outrageous” statement, (often an actual un-denounced quote of a prominent liberal ). This utterance touches off a storm of media indignation , thus demonstrating to the Limbaugh audience, who are in on the con, that journalists are every bit as biased, unprofessional and dense as Rush says they are. Days later, the other shoe drops, as Rush proves, by re-playing his remarks in context , that he neither said nor meant that which has been reported. Finally, he rolls out a series of audio clips of liberals saying the very things they have denounced him for. Result: they lose credibility with their audience and he gains credibility with his. Game, set, match. In this recent case, he was able to induce a bunch of liberals to decry the politicization of natural disasters and then air sound-bites of them doing just that in the immediate aftermath of Katrina.
A few media members have figured this out and are more careful about fact-checking , but obviously there are still a few of you who just don’t learn.
Pat Robertson, meanwhile, is simply a dolt. Like Danny Glover.
Friday, January 08, 2010
Red Dawn Arising
[Musical background: Theme from Deliverance:]
Footage of Scott Brown, strangely toothless, driving a General-Lee paint-jobbed pickup down a red-dirt road.
He pulls into the parking lot of a huge glass mega church. Every vehicle is festooned with “It’s a Child, Not a Choice.” bumper stickers and gun-racks.
[Music changes to the Darth Vader/Empire Theme from Star Wars]
Cut to inside where thousands of beefy-faced white people with over-sprayed hair wave their arms in the air and sway back and forth while images of aborted fetuses and gay weddings flash onto two giant screens. The singing turns to chanting;;Scott Brown….Scott-Brown. Intensity grows until a huge set of double doors bursts open and Scott Brown, now attired in a gleaming blue suit, his intact teeth sparkling, appears as if a vision, with haloes of klieg-lights behind him. The crowd roars, Cameras cut to faces in the crowd: a military man in uniform, his congenital inability to qualify for a real job evident in his vacant, brutal face. A hugely pregnant woman with big hair in a calico dress, her 9 disturbingly immaculate children lined up at her side. A fat old man with an NRA ball-cap on his head. The chants swell in volume and ferocity as Scott Brown runs down the aisle.
Cut to Massachusetts. A mob of unwashed and unlettered southerners and Midwesterners tosses books onto a bonfire outside the Harvard Coop. Men in “Tea Bagger” shirts roll oil drums labeled “Toxic Waste” to the shore and disgorge their contents into Boston Harbor and the Charles. Big-haired women wearing cross necklaces and matching polyester separates drag women off the sidewalks of Wellesley for forced leg and underarm shaving. Bible-brandishing goons storm the bar at The Country Club and snatch the martinis out of the flaccid fingers of sobbing RINOs. Andrew Sullivan wanders, half-clothed and weeping in the smoldering ruins of P-town.
Images fade to Leni Riefenstahl black-and-white.
Graphic: Vote for Martha Coakley: Before it is TOO LATE. Drumroll. Silence. Gun shots. A scream.
End.
Thursday, April 30, 2009
"Don't Shut Up"
Andrew Klavan explains on youtube.
http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=lWHgUE9AD4s
Wednesday, April 29, 2009
Scrappleface Predicts Specter
http://www.washingtonexaminer.com/opinion/columns/scottott/Arlen-Specter-to-cross-aisle-for-2010-Senate-run--41598382.html
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Olympia Snowe-Blithering Idiot
Tuesday, December 09, 2008
Menacing Britain
http://www.catholiceducation.org/articles/civilization/cc0294.htm
I took my husband, mother and two daughters back to the ancestral homeland last summer. We had a lovely time overall, but the changes were alarming. We spent a week in York and a week in the Yorkshire Dales. York is lovely, but the demeanor and behavior of "young" people there was very alarming to the kids. My 10 year old would stare out her window in the wee hours, awakened by rowdy, screaming drunks. She was truly frightened, and I couldn't blame her. I was rather worried myself. Even in broad daylight, we had to witness some pretty freakish activity and garb.
We all had a much nicer time in the Dales, but we all felt far less safe in England than in the U.S. The feeling of the place, in a word: menacing.
(And don't get me started about the Friday afternoon when we took a wrong turn near Burnley, Lancashire and were driving down the street just as hordes of men were pouring out of the local mosque...)
Here's an excerpt:
"Certainly, many Britons under the age of 30 or even 40 now embrace a kind of sub-psychotherapeutic theory that desires, if not unleashed, will fester within and eventually manifest themselves in dangerous ways. To control oneself for the sake of the social order, let alone for dignity or decorum (a word that would either mean nothing to the British these days, or provoke peals of laughter), is thus both personally and socially harmful.
I have spoken with young British people who regularly drink themselves into oblivion, passing first through a prolonged phase of public nuisance. To a man (and woman), they believe that by doing so, they are getting rid of inhibitions that might otherwise do them psychological and even physical harm. The same belief seems universal among those who spend hours at soccer games screaming abuse and making threatening gestures (whose meaning many would put into practice, were those events not policed in military fashion). "
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