Wow. The combination of FIRE + blogs
proved to be too much for the University of Delaware.
Late Thursday, University of Delaware President Patrick Harker released
on the school's website a Message to the University of Delaware
Community terminating the university's ideological reeducation program,
which FIRE condemned as an exercise in thought reform. He stated, "I
have directed that the program be stopped immediately. No further
activities under the current framework will be conducted"...
The program wasn't "mischaracterized" by anyone other than the
university itself, when it wrote that the program wasn't mandatory. A
plain reading of the program's materials proved that beyond doubt.
Nevertheless, the program is dead, and that's a very good thing....
You guys made a difference in this. Victory dance!
Call me paranoid, but I don't believe something as purely sick
head as this program is lacks for powerful, irrationally determined
sponsors. Some dragons can't be considered slain until the bloody
severed head is hoisted on a pike above the crowd.
Remember what happened to Harvard president Larry
Summers? Let's see just how far President Harker gets with his
"review" before the U.D. Arts & Humanities faculty comes down
on his head like a ton of bricks for racist, sexist, fascist
One of the images you get when you
search for "severed dragon head."
I'm just saying. Skepticism and continued vigilance are the only
prudent course here.
Simple Answer to a Stupid
"What's the Governor
supposed to do?"
THEM! LIKE YOU WOULD ANYONE ELSE.
REDUX. Everyone's acting as if this is rocket science. If an
unlicensed driver is involved in an automobile accident -- and they don't happen to be illegal aliens
-- the system is pretty much merciless. If you don't have insurance or
a license or a valid registration, you get cuffed and carted off to
jail. Your car is impounded. You're looking, in most states, at
automatic jail time, as much as a year in, say, the State of New Jersey
just for driving without a license and having no insurance.
That's certainly enough time to ascertain the immigration status of the
offender and to begin deportation proceedings. Insurance rates have
been out of control for years because all legal drivers are paying
insurance against the day when they have an accident with an
unlicensed, uninsured deadbeat. We're already
paying the freight for all the illegals. Why is it that the law
enforcement issue suddenly becomes opaque and insoluble when the
offender has committed the prior crime of sneaking illegally into the
country? Why shouldn't illegal aliens experience the strong,
humiliating arm of justice in exactly the same way native-born American
Will somebody please explain why the handling of foreign criminals is
so much more complicated than the handling of a Yonkers doofus with a
suspended license who runs into somebody in his unregistered, uninsured
vehicle? (Does it by any chance have something to do with the motor-voter law?)
THE VICIOUS CIRCLE.
We were pretty concerned and saddened to read about all the torment
over at the DailyKos
yesterday. We just never knew that so many people had had their whole
lives wrecked by the Bush presidency. People like this poor fellow:
Bush has also damaged my mental health.
After I actually took the trouble to inform myself about politics a
couple years ago, and learned the true extent of the damage Bush has
done to this country, I have a constant boiling rage inside me.
Absolutely constant. Never ceases, though sometimes I can get it down
to a simmer so I can go out in public and hang out with friends without
doing something stupid. On top of the anger is a generous dose of fear
and anxiety, coming directly from the Bush administration's march to
Frequently, I'm so intensely angry that I hit things. I just broke my
bookshelf today because I hit it. My knuckles have decent callouses on
them from hitting things, and various pieces of my property show signs
of my rage. Thankfully, I've never turned violent against people since
I was in high school, though I was sorely tempted to deviate the septum
of a wingnut who called me a traitor and faggot to my face at the
anti-war march last Saturday.
Of course, it's unhealthy to harbor this much anger, especially if I'm
stuffing it down all the time so people around me don't see me acting
borderline psychotic. These emotions leak out, turn into other
emotions, like depression, which I've fought with since college. I've
also developed a venomous hatred of Bush and his cronies and the
23-percenters that support him. Hatred's never a good emotion to hold,
but there it is. I literally hate those motherf*ckers who are
destroying our country.
It's always our desire to assist those who are in misery. That's why
today's multimedia offerings have been chosen specifically to provide
balm and succor to the KosKids so terribly afflicted by the President.
It's difficult to find therapeutic materials containing absolutely no
inflammatory content, such as references to America and other
unspeakable evils, but we've done our best. For example, this first
video is intended simply to clear the cobwebs a bit, let a little fresh
air into the fevered mind. It takes place entirely in the U.K., so
there's no danger of seeing a flag or a Humvee or a U.S. Marine. (By all means, take advantage of the full
screen option on this one. Just click on the box at the extreme right
hand in the bottom edge of the window: . The experience will be more
holistic or something. Also, don't feel guilty. The Caterham 7 is very fuel
Blow Out Them Cobwebs, Dude.
(Click on pic to go to YouTube file.)
The next step is to achieve a state of deep calm, reach a zone far
removed from the hurly-burly of modern life. Sit back, relax, and feel
those good natural vibes.
Get Those Alpha Waves Going.
Tragically, life can't be exclusively about ferns. At some point,
civilization really did happen and brought with it all the hectoring
anxieties that accumulate into rage and depression. What's needed is a
freeing perspective. It helps to remember that in the grand scheme of
things our lives are fleeting, and only time is eternal. This next clip
may be disturbing at first, but it takes us ultimately to a better
place. You'll see. (If you've been following along with our therapy but
aren't a KosKid, you might also find some solace in this related clip. But be
warned that it contains imagery which may be profoundly offensive and
even dangerous for progressives.)
Time Flies. Really.
There. We got past all that messy and awful technological hell and
broke through to a natural state where there's nothing but us and
glorious Mother Earth. You should be starting to feel better now. Let's
build on that natural euphoria by rolling around some more in pure nature.
It's Really Cool. Nature,
Oops. The last part of that clip took a turn we weren't expecting.
Despite our best efforts, it turns out that even nature is part of the
problem. Meaning human nature. The last shot reminds us of a couple of
things. Like this:
The Terrible Ubiquity of
Okay. We get it. We understand why you're so incredibly enraged. We are
too. Every road leads finally to the same conclusion. There's only one
way to relieve your distress and return you to the state of dignified
virtue you have every right to enjoy. So here you go:
Feeling all better now? Good. Have a nice day for a change. Idiots.
all the non-progressives out there, here's a slightly different version
of ultimate justice.
(h/t Ace). Just to take the bad taste out of your mouth. Beats the hell out of those ferns, don't it?
Democratic Debate Highlights:
Hillary Goes Rosa Klebb
was touch and go there for a while, but fortunately Hil's top campaign adviser squeezed
off the last word.
It's a tough old world out there when all the men are ganging up on
you. That's why a girl needs to be heavily armed at all times. As you
might expect, Hillary was ready for the onslaught at last night's
debate -- in fact, she was the only who came in costume for Halloween,
unless you count the unconvincing macho masks of Russert, Obama,
Edwards, and Dodd.
When, predictably, the nancy boys of the surrender party and the MSM
tried to make her look bad for being on both sides of the New York
driver's licenses for illegals issue, she showed them all. Nobody can stop her from being on
as many sides of an issue as there are sides. See for yourself (h/t Ace of Spades).
(Click on image for video link.)
And if there was ever any doubt about who was in the right, Hillary's
Girl Friday removed it with her unlinkable shot at the villain of the
piece via the Drudge Report:
That's right. Russert's mask has been ripped off his smarmy
no hero. He's
belligerent, that's what he is. As if that
has any place in a presidential campaign.
At least we've solved the mystery of the ugly shoes.
We could have sworn somebody mentioned ugly
shoes. It's possible we could be mistaken, but we almost never are.
UPDATE. So you think we overstate things here?
Here's an excerpt from Thursday's edition of The Hill:
Sen. Hillary Rodham Clinton’s (D-N.Y.)
top advisers, doing damage control after the candidate’s debate
performance Tuesday, told supporters on a conference call Wednesday
that the campaign needed more money to fight back....
One caller from Oklahoma City said that “the questions … were designed
to incite a brawl,” and that Russert’s and Brian Williams’s moderating
was “an abdication of journalistic responsibility.”
Another said Russert “should be shot,” before quickly adding that she
shouldn’t say that on a conference call.
Penn and Mantz said they were hearing a lot of the same sentiment from
other supporters, but they do not plan to engage the media or the
“We’re not challenging the media on that, but the sentiment you’ve
expressed is obviously one I’ve heard,” Penn said.
Penn added that he conducted polling before and after the debate — a
focus group, perhaps — that saw Clinton as the winner. Sen. Joseph
Biden (Del.) “had a good night” and John Edwards “did better,” Penn
said, though he added Edwards’s numbers have been going down. “Obama
did not have a particularly good night,” Penn said.
Those results diverge sharply from the assessment of most analysts who
watched the debate, and thought Clinton did poorly. Her campaign
appeared to be in full damage-control mode Wednesday.
Yeah, yeah. Patriots. Perfect season. Boring. How many of you
really enjoy watching a steamroller leveling asphalt? Message to NFL
fans. What's truly inspiring isn't the best agglomeration of players
money can buy. It's the team that overcomes adversity to win the big
prize against all odds.
Here's a scenario you can sink your teeth into. An NFL team starts like
a house afire and after the first five games has a 4-1 record. Mission
accomplished. Or well on the way. You know how that goes. Six games
later, they're 6-5. Losers on a one-way trip to oblivion.
Who wouldn't be bummed? Their fans were outraged. Both of the U.S.
Senators from California -- yes, kiddies, we're talking about the 49ers
-- were, well, pessimistic. One said, "The season is lost. There's
absolutely no way this team is going to the playoffs. I support the
players, but it's time to fire all the coaches and start a long-term
rebuilding program." The other said, "Californians have been lied to.
We were told this team was a contender, a winner. Obviously, they
aren't. They're total losers. An utter disgrace. Anyone who supports
the players -- as I absolutely and unequivocally do -- must demand that
the few talented members of the team be benched for the rest of the
season so that no one worthwhile gets injured in a losing cause."
The rest is, as they say, history. The 1988 San Francisco 49ers went on
to win four of their last five games, the divisional playoff, the NFC
Championship, and the Super Bowl. You can see their record here.
Along the way, most of their fans rejected the official condemnations
of their senators. They had faith. In fact, they enjoyed the season far
more than Patriots fans are enjoying this
Is there a lesson? Of course not. The NFL has nothing to do with real
. According to some, Boston is the birthplace of America.
It's where they had that big tea party the Brits weren't invited to,
because if you're invited to a tea party in Boston you'd better be
somebody important like a Kennedy or a Kerry or some other rich
immigrant from lowlifeland who has more money than God and therefore
knows how the rest of us poor schlubs should live.
There are no accidents. There's only an endless chain of symbolic
events. The World Series and the unfolding season of the New England
Patriots demark a New American Way consistent with the the
most ancient traditions of a city which always turned up its nose at
common virtues like hard work, quiet accomplishment, and unassuming
perseverance. In Boston, life comes down to the simple question of
who's better than everyone else and who can send the strongest and most
ineluctable message about that betterness to the hoi polloi.
That's why the new American Way is about sweeps. Win fast or don't play at
all. Yes, you can toy with the real losers -- like anybody from
Cleveland -- but there isn't anybody who doesn't know you were better
than them before the competition even got started. When the chips are
finally on the table, you've got to win, win, win, win or else the
trogs will suspect you're not divine. Maybe not the trogs of the mass
media, who always knew you
were divine and rooted for you shamelessly throughout, but definitely the
trogs who have been taught to quit as soon as their celebrity faves
begin to sweat with something like effort.
They need the Sox to sweep
and the Patriots to go undefeated. Because in the New American Way,
what's most important is trusting the better ones to ride herd on the
ordinary ones through a display of raw talent, the rawer the better.
Raw talent always seems
democratic, even when it's anything but. That's always been the Boston
Way.. Thank goodness it's finally infiltrating the rest of the country.
The New American Hero. Slob Appeal.
Utopia has been achieved when the ordinary folk begin to believe they
can identify with raw talent by imitating the raw part. We're there.
Now that we have slob superheroes, you too can be a superhero simply by
being a slob. The winning part is easy. That's why they call it a
sweep. And if anyone can see you sweat, it's time to bug out and find a
new venue better made for slobs.
not the prospect of a female president that's unacceptable. (I'd have
voted for Jeane
Kirkpatrick if she'd run.) It's the prospect of this female as president. Even
women know there are nasty women who can't be trusted. Hillary
isn't just an example of the nasty woman type, she's an archetype. They
were absolutely everywhere in the sixties, and everyone knew who they
were. Fortunately, there aren't as many of them around now. Which is
both good and bad. The
problem is, you have to be almost as as old as Hillary is to know who she really
For example, this picture is meaningless or misleading to everyone
under the age of 50:
She wasn't a rapscallion hippie rebel, full of fun and hormones. She was an arid Wellesley communist. She wore ugly shoes. She had no sense of humor. She was absolutely without charm. She smiled only because
people expected it. She thought intelligence was about grades and board
scores. She knew she was the smartest person she'd ever met. She didn't
know that all the most charming and intelligent people avoided her.
Except the ones who knew they could use her. She knew she was an ugly
duckling, but she never connected that perception with behaviors and
attitudes she could have changed. She was a bitch, whether you were
male or female. When she didn't know she was being photographed, she
looked like this:
The only guys who ever wanted to have sex with her were sick in the
head. They wanted to rape her, to spew their contempt, hatred and rage
deep inside her. She extrapolated from her experience of such men a
the male sex that had nothing to do with reality. She learned to want
the kind of power that can subjugate men and neutralize the charm of
both men and women. She married the charm she most feared and hated,
because she intended to use what she didn't have and work toward the
personal victory of seeing her own obsession triumph over what she
despised and envied most. No man has ever given her an orgasm. This is
not because she lacks passion. It's because she won't give them
the satisfaction of seeing her lose control.
But she's not a Lesbian either. In fact, she loathes women. Because
they are so susceptible to the irrational feelings they experience in
their breasts and cunts. She has those feelings, too, but she has
learned to redirect them. Her only aphrodisiac is power. You'd think
she'd be uncomfortable in photo opportunities like this, but she
actually relishes them.
Using women makes her feel more like a man. She understands her
husband's contempt for women because it mirrors her own. Not that she
wants to be a man. She doesn't. Her ultimate ambition is to be without
sex, as pure an expression of odorless power as Stalin, Hitler, Mao, or
Ch'in. She has a reproduction of Hatshepsut, the only female pharaoh,
in her living quarters. But she does want her daughter to regard her as
a father. The psychological implications of this desire are almost
infinite, but she doesn't think about them.
In short, if you're 50+, you know her. You met her in college, avoided her like the plague, and
afterwards you pretended she didn't exist -- for your whole adult life. But she does exist.
And she's even worse than the stereotype that dwells unexamined in your