President Obama has been rudeness
personified towards Britain this week. His handling of the visit of the
Prime Minister, Gordon Brown, to Washington was appalling. First Brown
wasn't granted a press conference with flags, then one was hastily
arranged in the Oval office after the Brits had to beg. Obama looked
like he would rather have been anywhere else than welcoming the British
leader to his office and topped it all with his choice of present (*)
for the PM. A box of 25 DVDs including ET, the Wizard of Oz and Star
Wars? Oh, give me strength.
Well, it wasn't just the Wizard of Oz
and Star Wars. At least, The
Mail had a more comprehensive listing of the cinematic riches given
the PM:
Downing Street yesterday... refused
even to state which movies were
in the box set - perhaps a reflection of their embarrassment that the
gift was less generous than the ones taken to Washington by the Prime
Minister.
But the Mail understands the gift included Hollywood blockbusters such
as Star Wars, The Godfather and Orson Welles' ground-breaking flick
Citizen Kane.
Perhaps pertinently given Britain is floundering in an economic slump,
the DVD collection was thought to feature the movie of John Steinbeck's
Great Depression novel, 'The Grapes Of Wrath'.
It also included the Oscar-winning boxing biopic 'Raging Bull' starring
Robert Di Nero[sic] and Alfred Hitchcock's classic thriller Psycho -
maybe a
comment on the PM's notorious short fuse?
And the Telegraph's Iain
Martin is equally upset about the next scheduled Obama charm offensive:
All in all, he doesn't think much of
us, as I explained in my post here
earlier this week.
But what's this? Something, suddenly, seems to have made the Obama
White House perk up and start to take an interest in the Brits. The
Queen has invited the President to tea when he's here for the G20 in
April. And he's in through the front door of Buckingham Palace faster
than a Harley Davidson roaring along Route 66.
Okay. So the Brits are obviously a bit 'tetchy' about the whole gifting
thing. Do they really think the President of the United States has time
to scoot out to the mall and shop doggedly till closing time for the
one exactly perfect present a boring middle-aged prime minister might
want? I don't think so. And I also can't think that anyone -- not even
a Brit -- objects in principle to receiving movies as gifts. Everyone likes movies. Including
queens. I believe what's called for here is a more thoughtful selection
process. People really do want to know that you picked movies with them
in mind. Including queens. That's where I think I can help.
If you want the old bag
monarch to beam with pleasure at the personalized set of films you deal
out of the presidential diplomatic pouch, try leading off with these
titles, which represent an eloquent symbol of her country, her throne,
and the longstanding special
relationship Americans -- and others-- have always had with all that claptrap, uh, pomp and
circumstance.
King Ralph. Nothing sets the
tone for a happy social occasion like infectious comedy. Here's a clip
that shows what a terrific icebreaker this movie could be.
How
much more "Special Relationship" could you get than a slob American extending his groping
hand across "the pond"?
The Woman I Love. Comedy's great
and we have more coming, but royal history and dignity are important,
too. That's why we think this incredibly moving American treatment of
one of the great royal dramas in recent British history will tickle her
majesty no end. (Don't pay any attention to IMDB's unverified
claim that "the royals hated it." Nobody can know that for sure.)
For one thing, in this American version, we're treated to the rare
sight of a male Windsor with hair.
That's got to bring tears to her eyes right there. All the selfish and
cowardly implications of abdication are subordinated here to the
passionate tale of a middle-aged virgin who found the love of his life
in a lowbred married golddigger. Charles Dickens would have loved it.
So will the Queen.
With Faye Dunaway as Mrs. Wallis
Simpson and Richard Chamberlain as King Edward VII (a.ka."Edward The
Pussy"). Affected cinema at its best.
The Naked Gun. All right. So
it's not as brilliant as Mr. Bean or Benny Hill. It's still funny. And,
pretty obviously, the joke's on us. If the Queen can't laugh at herself
a little bit, well, she should learn how. She's had a lot longer to
acquire that kind of humility than King President Obama has
had. And don't you forget it, you limey bastards.
She
actually looks younger here.
What woman wouldn't appreciate that?
The Murder of Princess Diana.
What? Don't tell me this subject is off limits. Didn't The
Queen
herself star in a movie about how awful she felt about Diana's
death --
like it was almost as bad as seeing a 16-point buck gunned down on the
royal grounds? So don't tell me that Americans as beautiful as Jennifer
Morrison can't make a modest Lifetime movie about the same subject. At
least, our movie didn't have an asshole Hill School graduate
from Los
Angeles playing the prince-consort. If her royal high-and-mightiness
gives this flick a chance, she'll love it, trust me.
If Hugh
Laurie thinks Jennifer's cool, why shouldn't Elizabeth Regina?
Sid and Nancy. What's most
impressive about the Queen is how beloved she is by her subjects.
Surely, she'd appreciate being reminded that even in the turbulent
decades when Britain was disappearing into an ocean of socialist
anomie, the sacred "kids" everyone always loves still admired her
enough to sing her praises.
God
Save the Queen. Says it all somehow. King President Obama should be so lucky himself in
another year or two.
Last of the Mohicans. And then
there's all this shared history we have in our "special relationship."
I'm certain the Queen would love to be reminded of how the always
invincible Brits fought on the American continent to keep their indentured servants
colonists safe from their current bedfellows in the EU dictatorship community.
The Patriot. Of course, there
was a time when we were on completely opposite sides. Which is what
proves that a "special relationship" really is special. It can overcome
so much. You know. Like a long marriage between a free-spirited
and talented young beauty and a dead-eyed, controlling bastard imbued
with shockingly ignorant delusions of grandeur that justify every form
of treachery ever practiced on earth. You know. Special.
But we got over
it. Except when they piss on us because they feel like it.
A Bridge Too Far. Not that we
haven't repeatedly paid a
price for the "special relationship." Like losing thousands of American
troops in Montgomery's megalomaniacal dumb-ass strategy in 1944, which
extended World War II a full additional year because we had,
politically, to defer to the rockhead Brits.
Cheerio.
Pip pip. And all that.
Zulu. Sorry if any of the above
sounded at all resentful. This one's a sort of final placating
obeisance to all that is greatest in the British spirit. We're not the
only ones who have ever kicked Brit ass on the battlefield or had to
make major allowances for their idiotic hubris. Back in the nineteenth
century, the Zulus recognized they were dealing with a psychotic
culture that seized on every possibility for self-congratulation, even
in circumstances where they had been soundly whipped, strategically,
tactically, and militarily. Like the United States has always done,
they relented and let the presumptuous British pride off the hook.
You
only need to watch about 3 minutes' worth.
So much the worse for the Zulus. Those who forget their history are
doomed to repeat it. (Which might explain this, our tenth gift nomination for the
Queen.) But forget that. The Queen is getting some really
neat movies on DVD. Maybe she should be grateful. Unlike the doomed and
dying Brits, it's at least possible we
are growing. That's the line King President Obama
ought to take, anyway. If, along the way, he's counting their
metaphorical guns and measuring their cultural firepower, that would be
his business. And ours.
P.S.
Apropos of nothing, we were under the distinct impression that you
Brits were really actively lusting
for an Obama presidency. To replace the lunkheaded cowboy who alway showed
you the uttermost in courtesy. Let's see. You've had a thousand years to learn to be
careful what you wish for? Pardon us if all we can summon for you at
the moment is a heartfelt "F___ You." Pip pip. Tally ho.
Jaytee
Himself.
Taking up arms against a sea of troubles.
WHAT
TO DO. I was disappointed in the comments on LocoPunk's call
to arms. Giving up is not an option. We've posted some viable
options here
before, but it begins to seem as if surrender is built into your bones.
OOOOOh well... Until I got
this post from Jaytee. Which I'm reproducing in its entirety.
Some suggestions that have worked for me:
1.
Stand up calmly for your principles, even in a strongly left/lib
environment. (I'm in the media). As the facts are on your side, you'll
eventually make a dent in SOME liberal craniums. I won grudging respect
by bucking the global warming fanatics and predicting our current cold
winter 8 months ago after reading the stories about disappearing
sunspots. The CO2-centric idiots look foolish.
2.
Challenge every PC grotesquerie that comes out of your kids' schools.
When the elementary school tried banning every mention of Christmas at
the "winter concert" a couple years ago, I gave them polite hell. They
restored Christmas, if not Jesus, at next year's show. In a similar
vein, when the America-hating teacher tried to indoctrinate my son
about how great Castro and Communism are, I gave him nightly lessons to
counter the tainted teaching. My son and his friends pushed back at
school and the teacher was canned the next year.
3. Don't
sit out elections in a pique over a single issue, be it abortion,
McCain-Feingold or Palin's hair bun. McCain - or Romney for that matter
- would be FAR superior to the current talking marionette in office.
Remember how well Bush and Rove succeeded in creating a "permanent
Republican majority" by bankrolling things like free Medicare drugs?
Well, don't think Rahm-o-Bama will succeed any better in creating a
Thousand Year Democratic Reich.
4. Don't kowtow to white
guilt (if you're white). Just yesterday I attended a business
conference in which the almost all-white crowd clapped for eons over a
minor black success story. If you wouldn't clap the same for a
non-black success story, it's blatant condescension. I only mention
this because Obama's election is proof that this belittling attitute is
rife. True racial equality means trashing Obama for the same offenses
you imagined Bush was committing.
I'm also happy to post other advice in these perilous times. Thank
you, Jaytee.
Wednesday, March 04, 2009
What to Do:
Hey!
Forget about the
Obama-Carville-Begala vs Limbaugh show. Now!
WAKE
UP CALL. I don't know how many of you have noticed what Republican
politicians and conservative journalists and pundits don't seem to, but
let me spell it out in clear language. In a few short weeks, the Obama
administration has hijacked the United States of America.
This is not politics as
usual, no matter how much TV shows, newspaper columns, blog forums like
National Review Online and RealClearPolitics, and, yes, even talk radio
shows make it seem so because of their stolid, predictable formats.
While everyone with access to a microphone frets about this issue, that
controversy, and the other inside the beltway gossip, Barack Obama is
taking this country apart in huge bloody chunks.
He has doubled the whole history of U.S. national debt totals
with one stroke of his pen. There is no end in sight to the level of
additional spending, wealth transfer, and outright wealth destruction
he yet intends within a matter of mere
weeks. The stock market is plunging like a rock precisely
because the people who must make economic decisions about the future
aren't convinced the president of the United States isn't driving us
single-handedly into a decade-long depression.
Why aren't they convinced? Because if that were indeed his stated aim,
he still couldn't have chosen a better set of policies to achieve it.
His income tax, capital gains tax, and payroll tax increases on $200K
and up earners, coupled with his projected limitations on their
deductions, including charitable deductions, will increase their tax
burden by as much as 50 percent. This giant act of theft will
significantly diminish new business investment and reduce job creation
in the private sector. His unimaginably huge, unfunded increases in
government spending will certainly suck vast sums out of private
capital markets and result in enormous inflationary pressure, which
will not only devalue pensions and individual savings but constitute
another crippling tax on every income-earner in the nation. But even
that isn't enough for him. He also intends to tax U.S. corporations for
the income they earn overseas, which will decrease profitability and
reduce jobs further at home by making our products uncompetitive in
world markets. AND his planned carbon tax will ripple endlessly through
the U.S. economy. hitting all businesses and individuals in wave after
wave of additional costs -- for fuel itself and for all goods and
services made or transported with fuel. But he also has already quietly
buried the possibility of drilling for more oil at home.
All of this is mandated by what he has already signed, quietly decreed,
or put on the legislative calendar. He is on course to destroy the
entire American economy for a generation. The union card check bill he
promised again this week to the AFL-CIO will doom small businesses. His
mortgage bailout scheme will add more costs to every mortgage procured
by solvent homeowners. His proposed healthcare system will represent a
brand new tax for young workers who opted out of health insurance as
well as for corporate employees, whose health benefits he intends to
tax as income to subsidize indigents. The slate of new programs and
government jobs in his $800 billion "stimulus" package will also
eventually hit every taxpayer, hard -- because when the stimulus money
runs out, those programs and government jobs will be a permanent part
of the government infrastructure requiring funding (and increases) in
perpetuity.
Overseas, he has already signalled his intention to cut Israel off at
the knees by publicly chastising them for not reopening the roads to
Gaza and by sending multiple envoys to friendly meetings with Israel's
mortal enemies the Syrians. But he hasn't been too busy to insult the
Prime Minister of the U.K. and to humiliate his own country with a
moronic and weak attempt to bargain away missile defense for a kind
word from Putin. Which he didn't get. All this has made him too busy to
spend any time on working out a rational plan for leaving Iraq. We're
just going to do it. As quickly as possible. Because we need the money.
But he wasn't too busy to float the possibility of a New Deal for the
whole globe, whatever that means. And he's openly shopping for ways to
cut defend spending and the U.S. military while devolving the war on
terror to its pre-9/11 status as a matter for law enforcement and the
courts.
His social assault is also already well underway. He has restored
funding for abortions in international medical aid. He is moving toward
suspending the "conscience rule" permitting health care workers to opt
out of procedures and drug sales that violate their standards of
personal morality. He has allowed his goons in the executive branch and
congress to begin the task of restoring the Fairness Doctrine,
or a sneakier equivalent, to silence talk radio. And he has smuggled
huge funding for racially motivated voter fraud and greenmail
organizations like ACORN into his spending bills.
He is taking our country away from us at breakneck speed. It's
happening so fast it's hard to keep up with the dozens of large and
small explosions in the fabric of the nation that are occurring every
day.
So what are the politicians and pundits of the loyal opposition talking
about? Rush Limbaugh. Or the outrageous total of $8 billion in earmarks
in the latest leviathan spending bill. ($8 billion? That's all John
McCain can find to get worked up about?!) Or whether Obama's staff
isn't acting a mite high-handed with congress. Or whether there's
something wrong with the fact that all his cabinet-level appointments
are lobbyists or tax cheats or both. Or whether the Republicans
shouldn't try a little harder to seem more cooperative and less
obstructionist. Or how much more time Obama has to blame everything on
Bush before voters start holding him accountable. Or what the latest public opinon polls say. Or if it's any kind
of a long-term problem that Nancy Pelosi is filling the Speaker's role
like the brain-damaged harridan she is. Or who it is exactly who has
the gravitas and vision (or spiffy enough education) to rebuild the
Republican Party before the midterm elections...
Stop it.
This is insane. I N S A N E. Everything is on fire, people.
So here's what everyone needs to do. Drop everything else and get busy
with letters, phone calls, and emails. To all the Republicans in
congress. To all the conservative journalists, columnists, bloggers,
and media pundits. All of them. Tell them to wake up to what's going on
and start talking about the only subject that matters -- the ongoing,
well advanced hijacking of the United States of America. Tell them to
oppose it, to fight it with all their strength, to talk and write about
nothing else because every little thing is only part of the one great
big thing, which is all-important. This
president is already the biggest disaster ever elected to the office.
It doesn't matter how much the clueless and inattentive love him.
They're wrong. He's already had enough time. Now he must be opposed,
stopped in his tracks, and condemned for his truly damnable intentions.
Do it.
Tell them. All of them. Now.
Friday, February 27, 2009
The Derb
Offends
From his website. He calls it a mugshot. He's under arrest here too.
BONEHEAD
INTELLECTUALS. I'm not going to reinvent the wheel here. John
Derbyshire's assault on conservative talk radio is here. It
is also competently fisked here.
Which means that if you're interested, you can read up on the flap
created by this inveterately grumpy National
Review contributor and then come back for my few additional
comments.
Blaming talk radio for the present misfortunes of conservatives is just
plain idiotic. According to his own voluminous c.v.,
Derbyshire is a Brit who first lived in the United States in 1986. He cannot
know what it was like growing up in this country before the Reagan
administration terminated the Fairness Doctrine. The only broadcast on which you could
hear conservative voices was Firing
Line. And it may be news to Derb, but you didn't have to be a
lowbrow to object to much of Buckley's presentation. He was so self-consciously intellectual, so
enraptured by his own vocabulary and semantic complications, that even
genuine intellectuals frequently felt like smacking
him on the back of
the head. Brilliant? Yes. Also often laughable. That conservatives in
the population at large did not respond eagerly to conservatism as an
elaborate gentleman's game does not make them lowbrows or deny them
qualification as the middlebrows Derb claims to value.
Populism is an extremely argumentative term to throw around. By
connotation at least, it usually refers to political movements which
organize and manipulate the have-nots in an effort to extort benefits
from the haves. It implies simplistic rabble-rousing rhetoric, phony
"common man" leadership, and continual resort to the ugliness of class
warfare. That's not Rush Limbaugh's shtick and it's not his audience,
either. Limbaugh tapped into a huge population of "the Forgotten Man"
intellectual conservatives claim to speak for, the ones who pay the
bills for the social engineering delusions of liberals. But oddly
enough, they're too busy living their lives and paying the bills to
have much patience with the inside baseball affectations of the National Review. To them, politics
is not an abstract philosophical debate that mutters on through the
centuries in panelled drawing rooms and stylish cocktail parties.
Someone who figures out a way to reach the people who are paying the
bills is not a populist. He's an educator, a communicator, a common
sense analyst, and, yes, an entertainer. He expands the political base
among the competent doers on which the whole nation depends. That's a
far cry from the populist bomb-throwing of a Huey Long or William
Jennings Bryan.
Of course, not all conservative talk radio hosts are of the same
caliber. Just as not all National
Review contributors are quite as brilliant as Buckley even if
they're ostentatious about wrapping themselves in his mantle. What's
strange is that some of Derbyshire's charges indicate that he hasn't
actually listened to talk radio any more than the liberal haters have.
It's absolutely not true that Limbaugh and Hannity defended everything
Bush did. Their objection to his spending, to his failure to veto
outrageously wasteful legislation, was almost a drumbeat. But they
knew, as so many intellectual conservatives seem to have forgotten in
the past year, that the alternative waiting in the wings was worse,
disastrously worse. Now we have Obama. Our country is vanishing down
the rabbit hole at truly terrifying speed. And this is to be blamed on
Limbaugh and Hannity? I don't think so. And quoting turncoat
Christopher Buckley's disdainful sneer at comparisons between his
father and Limbaugh in the course of making such a wrongheaded
accusation is frankly odious.
Derbyshire can be smart,
insightful, and thought-provoking. This time he is none of the above.
He's being an ass.