August 4, 2006 - July 28, 2006
Friday, August 04, 2006
The Friday Follies
Dancing your cares away.
Are you all dancing yet? If you need more help getting in the
mood than the lovely ladies above, perhaps you'll be inspired by the
likes of Tony
. Even the saddest and grumpiest of you should be able to
profit by their example.
Speaking of sad and grumpy, Mel Gibson doesn't seem to be having that
great a week. Did any of you hear about his recent misadventure? No?
Well, you can get a rough idea from WuzzademWuzzacopy
, who has more
background on the events of that night than you'll find in police
reports. The good news is, Mel's already started therapy for his
problem. Happily for the Friday Follies, his treatments also include
dancing; we understand he has to follow along with this snappy little
4 hours a day for the next six weeks. That ought to drive
away the sad and grumpies.
Our next topic is cars. Cars don't dance, you say? Sure they do. Here's
We're sure that's fun and all, but there's another kind
of fancy footwork cars do, and that's the kind we spent way too much of
our youth practicing. These days -- what with radar and laser guns and
traffic cams and other weapons of the nanny state -- that kind of
automotive choreography has become something of a lost art. In fact, we
feel sorry for the current generation of cartoon dudes who think cars
are mobile CD/MP3 players. Maybe the film below (h/t Ace of Spades
which features 10 minutes of no music, no rap, and no over-strained
over-sized speakers, will be educational for the kids who think
"driving" consists of lying down in the lefthand seat with a Big Gulp
between your knees and a cell phone screwed into your ear.
Of course, we're not suggesting that anyone like you try this at home.
It's dangerous, it's irresponsible, it's illegal, and it's much more
fun than today's delicate unisex constitutions can withstand. So don't
do it. We've gone to considerable lengths, in fact, to find a pursuit
that's more appropriate for contemporary skill sets. We call it Grand Theft Auto for
. You'll love it.
For the curious, though, here's some history
the film, which has been a legend for almost 30 years. Uh, yeah, that
site is in French. Sorry. But the movie is French. Here's another site
that's in English, though not all its facts are correct. You figure it
Maybe some of you like it better when not all the facts are correct. If
that's your preference, here's a wonderfully unfunny promo piece
by Al Franken for his new book. (Anybody who doesn't see the punchline
two minutes in advance of its, uh, delivery, please write us here at
Instapunk. We can recommend some very good adult Special Ed instructors
who will help you lead a somewhat normal life.)
We know. Now you have a bad taste in your mouth. Apologies. Do you like
tap-dancing? Tap-dancing on the head of a humorless, self-important
bureaucrat? Cool. Then try this (h/t Hugh Hewitt
). You'll like
that. You'll love it.
One more dance. Have you ever seen someone actually dance on the
head of a pin? Or a thousand pins? Well, roar on over to Greg Gutfeld's
blog at the Huffington Post
today. All the Huffpo pinheads are screaming so furiously that they've
closed the comments on his masterpiece
. He wins this month's Honorary
Thursday, August 03, 2006
Pugs Are Funny.
Wednesday, August 02, 2006
Can you spell T-W-I-T?
Jessica Stern of Harvard
DON'T BREAK THE CHAIN
What would we do without academic experts? We'd probably motor along
somehow, but without nearly as many laughs per gallon. Thanks to HughHewitt.com
I discovered one of the more humorous MSM essays of the week, written
by Jessica Stern of Harvard and characterized by blogger Dean Barnett
as a "shockingly ignorant op-ed piece." Here's an excerpt
The only way to understand how this
phenomenon works is to hang out with Muslim youths and talk to them. I
have done quite a bit of that in various parts of the world in Western
cities, in Palestinian slums, and in Pakistani madrassas. And what I've
learned is this: Jihad has become a global fad, rather like gangsta
rap. It is a fad that feeds on images of dead children.
Most of the youth attracted to the jihadi idea would never become
terrorists, just as few of the youths who listen to gangsta rap would
commit the kinds of lurid crimes the lyrics would seem to promote. But
among many Muslim youths, especially in Europe, jihad is a cool way of
expressing dissatisfaction with a power elite whether that elite is
real or imagined; whether power is held by totalitarian monarchs or by
liberal parliamentarians. And we should not assume jihad is a Middle
Eastern or European problem. The idea is spreading here in America as
Jihad has become a millenarian movement with mass appeal, similar, in
many ways, to earlier global movements such as the anarchists of the
19th century or even the peace movement of the 1960s and '70s.
Where to begin? How about with Ms. Stern's resume
includes plenty of educational and power elite credentials.† For
example, her C.V. says she "received a bachelor's degree from Barnard
College in chemistry, a master's of science degree from MIT, and a
doctorate in public policy from Harvard." She also served on the
National Security Council in the Clinton administration, where she was
"responsible for national security policy toward Russia and the former
Soviet states and for policies to reduce the threat of nuclear
smuggling and terrorism." She's a member of the Trilateral Commission
too. And here's my favorite quote from her resume: "From 1998 to 1999,
she was the superterrorism Fellow at the Council on Foreign
There's more but you get the picture. A policy wonk, yes, a cultural
anthropologist, no. If I were seeking someone to go "hang out with
Muslim youths and talk to them...in Western cities, in Palestinian
in Pakistani madrassas," I probably wouldn't select a Barnard chemistry
major who's spent most of her adult life "hanging out" with the
National Security Council, the Council on Foreign Relations, and the
Still, she claims to have done it and we have to take her at her word.
How do you suppose she went about it? Did she slip into her little
burkha and sashay over to the nearest male-only cell meeting of
Hamas suicide-bombers-in-training to sound them out about their
taste in music, jeans, sneakers, bling, Bentleys, and all the other habiliments
of a pop culture "fad"? Did she carry her urdu phrase book into
madrassas accompanied by Musharaff's secret police and somehow bond with pubescent Jew-haters? Or did she take tea
in university common rooms with English-speaking students who were
intensely aware they were in a position to send messages to the world
of American academia? Just asking.
After all her in-depth discussions with muslim homeys, she consulted
her encyclopedic knowledge of the gangsta rap culture and determined
that jihadism is just another fashion craze, a trend in young people's
entertainment of which most adults predictably would not approve.
Sound plausible to you? For myself, I'm having a hard time imagining
that Ms. Stern has done much "hanging out" with gangsta rappers in the
hood, either, and I'm thinking it's likely their "culture' would have
remained impenetrable to her if she had.
In his analysis, Dean Barnett opines, "I'm not sure that you can
describe something that's been around for 14 centuries as a fad.†
But if gangsta rap is still popular in the 35th century, I'll eat my
He's right that jihadism is no fad. But just as damaging for Ms.
Stern's credibility is the fact that gangsta rap isn't a fad either.
Both of these cultural manifestations are profound pathologies
, and her failure to
recognize this invalidates any and every observation she might offer.
It's as if her extremely limited real world experience has actually
caused her to relish her little rendezvous with jihadists, and like a
little girl in the big city, she's become star-struck by the air of
excitement and energy she's encountered.
Too much to assume? Consider this quote from an interview
she gave for a Harvard website called Ask
or some damn thing. She was asked to describe the
relationshop between terrorist leaders and their followers. She said:
Some of the leaders Iíve met are
extremely charismatic. I have found myself feeling slightly mesmerized,
even when these charismatic leaders espouse views I find abhorrent. I
can readily imagine that young men from difficult backgrounds might
feel hypnotized in the presence of these leaders, especially if the
leaders have taken them into their homes, armed compounds, or schools.
Ooh, the magnetic masculinity of a Zarqawi!? Think about it. A highly
educated American female academic "mesmerized" by the worst examplars
of a society that has been described, by someone
competent to judge, in
(I)n a typical shame culture (i.e.,
Arab/Islamic culture) what other people believe has a far more powerful
impact on behavior than even what the individual believes. The desire
to preserve honor and avoid shame to the exclusion of all else is one
of the primary foundations of the culture. This desire has several
side-effects, including granting the individual carte blanche to
(1)engage in wrong-doing as long as no-one knows about it, or knows he
is involved; and (2) engage in any necessary behavior, including
wrong-doing (i.e., murder, beheading, etc.) in order to avoid shame
and/or recover honor...
One of the ways that those who fear shame protect their fragile self is
to subjugate those who he perceives as weaker. By doing so, he can
rationalize that he is superior to the subjugated individual. In fact,
this is the only way he can maximize his honor. In Arab/Islamic
culture, women are one of the primary instruments of achieving honor.
Hence the bizarre and distorted attitude that the culture has toward
women and the exaggerated means by which "honor" must be maintained. So
strong is the cultural pressure, even women buy into the delusion.
To equate this kind of socially embedded, and religion-supported,
sickness with a fashion or fad is the purest of delusions. And for a
western woman to so deceive herself in the presence of "extremely
charismatic" barbarians is actually quite frightening.
Let's hope she doesn't believe her own superficial perceptions so much
that she ventures into the slums of L.A., New York, or even Boston to
encounter the exciting gangsta fad in person. If she's tempted, I
certainly hope she'll take a look at this
before she does anything rash:
What happened to the Black community
between the Harlem Renaissance and the advent of N.W.A?† Part of
what happened was the growth and development of an entire bureaucracy
devoted to the ongoing victim status of the American Black.† There
is no question that on an individual basis many poor Black Americans
became materially better off with the Great Society programs, but what
they lost was so much more significant.† Victims have no dignity
and no agency; they are helpless and weak, like children.† Worse,
the toxic combination of anti-male radical feminism that† began to
seep into the culture along with the growth of the nanny state, had
horrendous consequences for the poor Black community; their men were
devalued (after all, they were seen as incapable of supporting a family
without assistance) and unnecessary.† Since a young woman could
raise a child (financially) without any input from "her baby's father"
(in a locution that has become all too popular), the father's
importance in the life of the child was diminished.† Boys growing
up without fathers have no fully human, three dimensional, role models
for becoming men; as a result they have adopted a caricature of manhood
which depends on demanding and coercing "respect".† The results,
stuck at the level of a Shame Culture, have been all too apparent in
the destruction of the poor Black family.
Perhaps here, after all, we can see the reason for Ms. Stern's
astonishing dim-wittedness (even if she can't). Rapper misogyny has
evolved to resemble Islamic misogyny from the exact opposite direction
-- from the cultural castration of males as opposed to the cultural
priapism of males created by a religion that has always used women as
appliances. Here, two different kinds of diseases meet and reflect one
another, and they may do do so for some time, because there is no quick or
easy way out of such an annihilating value system.
But Ms. Stern believes there must be a temporal limit to misogynistic
jihadism precisely because
she believes that the liberal policies which have re-enslaved black men
are really going to work somehow in the long run. That affirmative
action and the political correctness which refuses to identify a
gangsta rapper as an animalistic thug will eventually lead to a happy
result. So why shouldn't she believe the same about Islamic fascism? If
we can only make sufficient reparations for their avowed grievances and
treat them politely enough, they will outgrow the "fad" of beheading
their enemies, employing women and babies as shields for their own
murderous gangs, and binding their womenfolk in perpetuity like
mummified stillborns. We just have to be smart enough to understand and
tolerate their ways in the interim.
If Ms. Stern has close friends and family who care about her, my final
words are to them. Don't let her go alone into any place where she can
bask in the glow of the jihadist OR gangsta rap fads. She'll get hurt
or killed. The women who choose to accommodate them are their most
natural victims. Just ask Lil Kim.