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Tuesday, January 24, 2012

THE BOOK OF YOU. For days and days, I haven't been able to watch the news except in snippets. There is no news. There is mere caterwauling as Obama's Alinsky virus spreads into Republican ranks and infects the entire body politic. For now it's all about lies in every quarter as every principal politician and pundit pursues his own personal interest. People change sides and perspectives on an almost daily basis in what has ceased to be a campaign and become instead a kind of vaudeville show.

I can't possibly provide all the links I've been combing through -- no, I haven't been idling -- and if you care enough you can surely find them for yourselves, so I won't be doing that work for you. Gingrich wins in South Carolina by dressing down the CNN moderator who led off the Carolina debate with a question culled from maliciously solicited gossip by an embittered ex-wife. The NYT responds by claiming that Gingrich loves the media, which causes all the leading journalists at Fox News to close ranks around their CNN "colleague." Barf. Even Lady Laird's FNC favorite, Neil Cavuto, superciliously declared he would have asked that same question first, too, because he is a journalist, by gar. Self-important asshole is more like it. I'm not even going to mention Chris Wallace and Charles Krauthammer. Oops. I guess I just did. Not to mention the ritual Gingrich scorn of Ed and Allah at Hotair.

People claim the American people have a short memory. I suggest that nobody has a shorter memory than the self-proclaimed conservative intelligentsia. Cavuto gets on his uppers and somehow forgets the two years of lefty propaganda surrounding Clinton's Lewinsky/perjury/impeachment scandal arguing that private sex lives are personal matters and have nothing to do with affairs of state, that lying about sex isn't lying at all but inevitably human. Sure, the question can be asked. But first? Really? There's some known universe in which ordinary Americans should trust the journalistic objectivity of NBC, CBS, ABC, PBS, NPR, CNN, or even FNC to ask questions that aren't expressly designed to embarrass Republicans and elevate Obama? Not if they want to keep going to social events hosted by the powers who own the New York Times, The Washington Post, and the White House." *

Which leads some to the argument that CNN's John King was deliberately helping Gingrich by making himself a target (uh, no, I saw his face), thus propelling Gingrich to an unexpected win against the candidate the Dems really fear -- Romney. Which has somehow become an article of faith for both the Republican establishment and any number of conservatives who believe Romney is the only electable Republican candidate. Yea, even Ann "Attila" Coulter is carrying water for Romney, as was Mark Steyn a week or two ago when he claimed that Gingrich is essentially totalitarian, though now he is curiously reversing his field to savage Romney's rhetoric, his bloated campaign organization (like an unyieldingly incompetent government bureaucracy), and his whole candidacy (like a bad Broadway show that can be made better but never good).

Meanwhile, everybody on the Republican side has pissed off everybody else on the Republican side. Gingrich attacks Romney's Bain experience, which rightly causes Romney to propose that Gingrich is employing leftist anti-capitalist arguments that will be exploited by Obama in the general election. Then, in the wake of his South Carolina loss, Romney declares Gingrich a "disgrace" and "a Fannie Mae shill," and his sudden new ally Chris Christie (panting for a VP nod, apparently) tells the MSM that Gingrich is an "embarrassment to the party." Sarah Palin wades in to tar Christie for taking a NJ state helicopter to his son's baseball game, tells him "not to get his panties in a wad," and reminds him he's just made an Obama ad against a Republican who might get nominated.

In the margins or in the background, the Santorum who claimed credit for his association with Gingrich a week or two ago is now a Santorum who dismisses Gingrich's term as Speaker as a time of chaos and "an idea a minute," while Gingrich falsely claims to have been a Goldwaterite (he supported Rockefeller) and Romney falsely claims to have been a Reaganite (he repudiated Reagan in his Massachusetts gubernatorial run) even as he continues to use the Reagan phrase "shining city on a hill" because his huge writing staff can't come up with a better close for his stump speech. And Mark Steyn, erstwhile Gingrich opponent, does to Romney what Tina Fey did to Palin with her "I can see Russia from my house" line that has since been attributed ceaselessly to Palin herself. What did Steyn do? He quoted this from Romney's stump speech: "I believe in an America where millions of Americans believe in an America that’s the America millions of Americans believe in. That’s the America I love." Thanks, Mark. That's not going to go away anytime soon.

Why you haven't heard from me lately. What we're watching is the success of Obama's Alinsky tactics. He has succeeded in so poisoning the political waters with his own strategem of saying whatever he thinks works at the moment while repeating the most pernicious of the out-and-out lies ad nauseam that he has conjured a mirror image of himself in the opposition. He doesn't need to participate actively. He just has to prod and nudge and drop in the occasional harpoon to keep the whole melee roiling. Meanwhile, meanwhile, meanwile -- the MSM is too busy with Republican self-destructiveness to cover Fast & Furious, Solyndra, LightSquared, and other administration criminalities that would be worthy of an impeachment investigation if anyone in the news elite, including Fox News, really cared. Or cared about covering the truly "dismal state of the union."


Well, I did find one illuminating essay, by J.E. Dyer, a back bencher (of course) at Hotair.


Which brings me at last to my video. I decided to watch Pirates of the Caribbean 4 after reading a solidly literate review dismissing it. Nicely and convincingly written. Everything the franchise could do it has done. Not worth watching. Then I read the first comment (paraphrasing): "What's wrong with you, dude? It was a bang-up entertainment."

I trusted the commenter over the reviewer -- my mood these days -- and he was right. It was a bang-up entertainment. But it was also more than that.  It's a pirate movie obviously, but as I watched I became aware that the only honest communications between pirates in the whole movie occurred at the beginning between Captain Jack Sparrow and his pirate dad, Keith Richards. (The old man warns him that his next adventure will be a demanding personal test.) Throughout the rest of it, everybody was continuously, obsessively, even perversely, lying about everything. Absolutely nothing and no one could be trusted, including the hero who eventually does a right thing because of a love he has to lie even to himself about. It's comical in the extreme, but eventually you begin to wonder why they talk to each other at all, because everything they say to one another is a lie. They turn on each other in an instant, sometimes in mid-sentence, and betrayals are so constant and inevitable you're left with the conviction that it's all simply a game, which is fine in an entertainment but not in real life.

The truth is, we're all being taken for a ride by pirates -- by everyone who has something public or private or, worse, venally vengeful to gain, even the Charles Krauthammers and National Review editors on the sidelines.

So I thought, maybe it really is all over. Maybe there's no point in talking any more, blogging any more. No matter who wins, we all lose. But if I'm going to be swayed by a pop culture movie, I have to be swayed by its message, such as it is, too. Captain Jack Sparrow does finally commit an unselfish act, both to save someone he loves and to destroy the most evil of his direputable colleagues. Maybe that's a victory worth fighting for. Small in the grand scheme of things, perhaps, but not inconsequential to those most directly affected. Like our children and grandchildren.

Which brings me to a modest proposal I simply can't execute alone. Forget the pirates on the Republican side. The worst of the pirates on the scene is still Obama, the Blackbeard of the movie. It is still the mission to defeat him.

I propose constructing a news aggregation site that consists of no Republican advocacy or candidate-specific campaigning. It consists of aggregating and organizing the abundant stories about the costs, corruptions, lies, disinformation, evasions, persecutions, accomplices, unconstitutionalities, and other monstrosities of the Obama administration. A go-to source for anyone seeking information about just how bad Obama has been as president and how catastrophic a second term would be. Not gossip, not snarky abuse, not rumors, not explosions of anger. Just the facts regarding where he has been (I'm not even excluding fact-based "birther" analyses and other bio questions), who he consorts with, what he has done, what he has set in motion, what he intends, and how the history shows he has gone about it.

I don't know what the right software is. It has to allow those of you who care to participate to contribute links individually, maybe one or two a week each. I'm not a news aggregator talent myself, but I can accept your input and do actual postings; I simply have no idea how to set it up. I'm still learning how to use my iPhone.

The mission is Beating Obama. My idea for a title. Who among you is still feeling like a pirate rather than a damsel hopelessly walking the plank?


Fountain of Youth? No. "Does this face look like it's seen the Fountain of Youth?" But how about regeneration of the American spirit? That's a different question altogether.

Yo ho.

Tuesday, January 17, 2012

SHOULD I STOP TALKING ABOUT THE NFL? Last week, Roger Simon compared Newt Gingrich to a warthog. Wrong metaphor. In the best Republican debate yet, Newt prevailed once again. His beltway enemies have struck and struck and struck. They must be dismayed at the way he shrugs off their venom:


That's the headline. The subhead is that the other three sane candidates also turned in outstanding performances. Two or three times, Romney ceased being a Ken doll and had the crowd going. Rick Santorum got to talk about something other than same sex marriage. Surprise. He had something to offer. And where was this Rick Perry back when he had a chance at being nominated? I can't find a clip, but he was good: for the first time I could see him as a president. He won't be, but I was encouraged to see four on the stage at one time who could be. (The fifth got tangled up with a honey badger. Enough said.)

Oh well. The glass is not half empty but half full. What I saw was a reaffirmation of capitalism, limited government. religious faith, American values and character, and a huge rebuff of the MSM portrayal of Republicans as racist reactionaries. Thank you, South Carolina, and thank you, Fox News.

We're not as much alone in our quaint beliefs as WAPO and CNN and the NYT and the Hollywood publicity machine would like us to be. If the Golden Globes broadcast and its PC-oriented awards disgusted you, take this as an antidote:


My sneaky way of bringing the conversation back to the truly important subject of the day (and my prior post), NFL football.


I kid. But do I? Maybe not. We have to keep getting up from the last hit and making the next play. If we do, we win. It's that simple. Americans of every stripe know in their hearts that Obama is a diva wide receiver (never a QB -- BO=TO, dude) with no stats to back up his endlessly running mouth. He runs for the sidelines at every whipstitch, and he doesn't have the balls to catch a tough pass in the middle of the field. Even the MSM can't hide these facts about him forever, and no matter how hard they try, the people who vote will know.

Don't lose heart. Every poll that shows Obama under 50 percent in a head-to-head matchup is an indicator of victory. The undecideds always break big against the incumbent. Remember that.

Fly, Eagles, fly. (There's no song for honey badgers.) We'll work it out.

P.S. For the LGBT liberals among you, here's the preferred "sarcastic" narration of the clip above that makes it seem like a scene from a network sitcom. Cool.


Newt's just a nasssty boy. Won't be seeing him on Fashion Police anytime soon. More proof that there is no God. But isssn't Newt awful? You betcha sistah. Wait for our hot hot "Honey Badguh" episode on Glee. [We're Fox, the parent company of most LGBTA propaganda, except for Matt Lauer's volunteer efforts.]

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