Mostly I write for catharsis. My own personal catharsis. Not release, not to open up to the world, not because I think that there's any real effective way to change much of anything anymore and as a consequence I'm not really that bothered by it. I mean, actually, I'm really quite bothered by it and still can't find a way to express it in any meaningful way. Although I do find it interesting that the inventor of the neutron bomb was punished by his mother in a rather odd way--she forced him to eat soap and gave him enemas, which of course, made him throw-up and have diarrhea (and you know what, I'm sure there's some better way to spell that but I really just don't care right now) and he invented a weapon that when put into action would cause exactly those kinds of symptoms in its victims before they succumbed to the radiation. Now, netiquette, as Andrew Sullivan would lead us to believe, should prompt me to give you a link, his name, and at least one cross reference and maybe I should also go post comments all over the place about how awesome this post that I just wrote was and maybe somebody should link to it and then yay! somebody is reading my blog. I hate netiquette. If I feel the need to provide a link, then I will, but mostly the process of accumulating links is about as tedious as filling out any form in triplicate. In the same way that the vanity of myspace permeates the music world, so too does the utter inanity of the post/comment process only reinforce whatever the reader already believes. We live now is self-contained spheres of thought and information--whereas before, Before Blogs, BB, I like that, everyone had access to much the same information. We shared the experience. And now, every pissed off liberal living in Amerika thinks that Buschitler is the worst thing since Richard Nixon and we are faced with the very real threat of balkanization, of the United States splintering into multiple self-contained factions, each with their own memes, their own beliefs, their own historiers, each fighting against each other, each unable to see that our strength is our common belief in the imperfectibility of man and the reality that we need each other, now more than ever. I think of my own family, split politically, and thus split in actuality, living in two separate worlds that never intersect.
I think of the reality that we can't win if we can't wake up and realize we're in a war. And what can one man do, what can one man do in the face of such, ambiguity, such shameless inattention to the fact that life can quickly descend into the short, brutish, Hobbesian nightmare that we have never had to experience. In fact, we relish in this absence of fear by exploring it through our postmodern obsession with apocalyptic scenarios (Terminator, The Matrix, even Harry Potter is a sort of battle between good and evil in an end of the world sense, and of course, Lord of the Rings, which if you're a liberal and you've seen it and you can't find the right parallels bewteen Tolkien's work and today, move!) yet we are so totally unprepared for even the mildest of emergencies.
But we are on the very brink of an apocalyptic scenario: say Israel finds Iranian Revolutionary Guard units acting in collusion with Syran agents in southern Lebanon providing Hizbullah with material, logistical and leadership support, the United States provides Syria and Iran with a timetable for ending their support of Hizbullah and Iran says forget about it. Granted, Assad the younger might blink, but the madmen of Iran won't. They've been waiting for this moment for too long to miss an opportunity such as this--the Iranians are devious--why let such a valuable asset like Hizbullah go to waste for nothing?
Indeed, why? Iran has nurtured Hizbullah for the better part of the past twenty years, and since Shiite's in Lebanon are politically underrepresented despite nearly constituting a majority of the population it would be ridiculous for Iran to allow what would eventually become a friendly sharia abiding satellite expire prematurely.
This leads me to the following: the Iranians are either about to test a small scale nuclear weapon and basically follow the US's own lead as it did during World War II when we told the Japanese that we could continue using nuclear weapons on their cities unless they surrendered or, and this is the more probable option, they are trying to test the operational capacities of Hizbullah and Hamas against Israel and see Israel's response and of course, how long the "international community" allows Israel's response to continue. It would be interesting to see how the "international community"would try and stop Israel if Israel were to prove uncooperative in cease-fire arrangements.
Let us not have any illusions about what faces us: open confrontation with Iran. Syria's association as Iran's proxy won't last the first two days of conflict with us. Hizbullah and Hamas wouldn't survive either. Of course, all of this ignores the fact that what we are dealing with now is not Sunni Wahhibism, rather, Shiite extremism. Never mind that the basic disagreement between the two is over whether only members of the Prophet's family can rule or not, but the phenomenon of Islamofascism is not isolated, it is across the board. Only Sufis appear to be immune. The train bombings in India, as in Madrid and the attack in London all Muslims. Ask Israel. They know. What we as a civilization don't want to believe is that for them, for the Islamofascists, this is as much about pride now as it faith. It really has sort of veered swiftly away from the religious component and has embraced an arrogant and simplisitic form of cultural pride that goes beyond superiority--it has wandered into the realm of the insane, and clearly, any religion that forces free men and women to submit to a theocracy would lead to insanity because the demands of such a system are so contrary to human reality. Never perscribe, always describe. That's a rule I have that I try to follow. Sort of like where life can exist, life will exist. Or, it doesn't matter that you don't want. That's irrelevant. Sorry, I'm trying to sum up my sayings.
The only way to beat somebody who thinks they are better than you is by stomping them into the ground. If they really are better than you, they'll win. But free men and women will always triump over the statist and theocratically oppressed peoples. Which is why we should view the recent events in southern Lebanon as an opportunity. An opportunity to finish off the largest sponsor of terrorism in the world: Iran. And it is an opportunity that will not last.
Ahead one quarter impulse.
Thursday, July 20, 2006
Sunday, July 09, 2006
like a festering sore......
The talking continues unabated. Talking, talking, talking....feelsl like a gaggle of girls, did you know that's what you call a group of girls, a gaggle. Like a flock. But a gaggle.
The self-perpetuation of the commentary crowd continues unabated. Have you seen townhall.com lately? I suppose that ultimately we have to wait until November for all this to stop for but a few short months before the Presidential race in '08 begins. If only I could work for Rudolph Guiliani. Regardless as to the outcome, my life would be complete. I could go on and abandon civilization and find some nice island in the Pacific. Ahhhhh......
What happens in the next several months will be extremely interesting....of course, what's happening now in the world is fairly interesting...modestly interesting at least. Okay, so soccer is the most boring game ever invented. The ought to just have the shoot outs the whole game that way we don't have to watch them run around the field for an hour passing the ball back and forth. Dull. Alright so Mexican elections are about as fun as listening to Joe Biden talk about how you have to be an Indian-American to walk into a 7-11. We all knew it was going to be close. Have you not noticed that virtually every nation-state that has a representative government has had a really, really, really close election in the past several years? Let's see..United States, check...actually we had a succession of close elections, Bill Clinton won the 1996 election with 49% of the popular vote, George W won the 2000 election with 48% and 51% in 2004. Germany had a close election recently, with the CDU holding only a few seats more than the SPD. The last British election resulted in a lopsided majority forLabor because of the way that the British allocate seats, but it was a relatively clsoe election with the Tories only a few percentage points behind. Italy had a nailbitingly close election just a few weeks ago. Interesting isn't it, that at exactly the moment we need decisive action we find that our chosen form of government isn't cutting the mustard. At the very moment we need leadership we find vacillation. We find that even the revolutionary leaders, such as the President and even Osama himself are tied to their parochial vision of humanity, a vision that lies trapped in the postindustrial void of deconstructionism-what's worse, is that most of the world is unaware how much we are faterd to failure, fated to fail because our intellectuals paved the way for our collapse. We are no better. We aren't noble. We aren't good, in fact, we're actually evil. Is it no wonder that some 40 million people watch American Idol, to watch mediocrity publicly displayed, when Chuck Barris was indeed the millenarian prophet of the television age and that maybe, just maybe, we ought to consider that there is something to be said about a nation that graduates more degrees in the leisure industry than engineering...what an age in which we live. Anyone can publish anything they want online. Anyone. I could go to townhall and start a hundred different blogs tonight and talk about nothing for the rest of my life. I could assert fallacious and inopportune ideas that no one really wants to talk about, like why we can't make our traffic lights synchronous. Seems pretty simple, synchronous lights. Yes. Or paying for only the shows you want to watch. Or being spared the incessant rampant advertising that pervades our every day existence and that you have to make an effort to avoid in almost any form, whether you're watching television, listening to the radio, surfing the web, driving down the road. There's a billboard going down into Atlanta on I-75 that says simply "I pooted." Now if that's not evidence of communist infiltration in the ad departments of every, wait, what was that, oh that's right, sorry, not communist infiltration, alien, no, not alien either? Well, will somebody please tell me what is was, oh yes, Islamist infilitration of every advertising department in the country. We will subvert your culture, by showing you women dressed in scantily clad outfits to drive the impoverished Muslisms of the world into hissy fits over cartoons. Sounds about right right? A bunch of imans who have applied to work in the Coke and McDonald's ad departments, what about a Prophet doll someone suggests? Yes, yes and we can have him date Barbie only then to have Ken steal Mohammed away from Barbie and have evil homosexual relations. Yes, yes, relations.
And what about the state of our relations? Is there actually a cohesive block that we can call collectively the West anymore? Does it exist, or does it only exist in outposts, like the monasteries of Ireland in 8th and 9th centuries, protecting the knowledge that the West has accumulated but apparently is no longer in need of. The knowledge that people, are animals and that if we fail to civilize and teach how to learn as children that they will spend their lives as servants, servants unto masters they are unaware of. Servants, as the netroots community is, to their own foolish visions of their own perfectability. Servants, as the uninformed are to the whims of the learned and the desires of the powerful. Servants unto others who are not interested in their well-being, only in the part they play, like poor Cindy Sheehan. You must first find pity for those who still think communism was good idea. We must find ways to forgive our brothers and our sisters for their ignorance, for their bigotry, and I mean our brothers and sisters on the left, those very people whose lives have been enhanced by the policies of center right governments in this country for most of the past quarter century. We must find a way to end this pitiful 51/48 split and push it into a comfortable 55-45 or 58-42. A place where the winner can speak with some authority. Where our gang is big enough to make the nutroots completely irrelevant. My prediction for the next three and half months: watch while the Democrats implode and the President starts to find his course again. And then watch while the media try to explain yet another GOP victory. The cries of stolen election, fradulent voting, blacks intimidated will reach a fever pitch, but it will be the cigarette smokers who lead the way, and show those health nazis what's up. Maybe it will be more interesting. We'll see.
The self-perpetuation of the commentary crowd continues unabated. Have you seen townhall.com lately? I suppose that ultimately we have to wait until November for all this to stop for but a few short months before the Presidential race in '08 begins. If only I could work for Rudolph Guiliani. Regardless as to the outcome, my life would be complete. I could go on and abandon civilization and find some nice island in the Pacific. Ahhhhh......
What happens in the next several months will be extremely interesting....of course, what's happening now in the world is fairly interesting...modestly interesting at least. Okay, so soccer is the most boring game ever invented. The ought to just have the shoot outs the whole game that way we don't have to watch them run around the field for an hour passing the ball back and forth. Dull. Alright so Mexican elections are about as fun as listening to Joe Biden talk about how you have to be an Indian-American to walk into a 7-11. We all knew it was going to be close. Have you not noticed that virtually every nation-state that has a representative government has had a really, really, really close election in the past several years? Let's see..United States, check...actually we had a succession of close elections, Bill Clinton won the 1996 election with 49% of the popular vote, George W won the 2000 election with 48% and 51% in 2004. Germany had a close election recently, with the CDU holding only a few seats more than the SPD. The last British election resulted in a lopsided majority forLabor because of the way that the British allocate seats, but it was a relatively clsoe election with the Tories only a few percentage points behind. Italy had a nailbitingly close election just a few weeks ago. Interesting isn't it, that at exactly the moment we need decisive action we find that our chosen form of government isn't cutting the mustard. At the very moment we need leadership we find vacillation. We find that even the revolutionary leaders, such as the President and even Osama himself are tied to their parochial vision of humanity, a vision that lies trapped in the postindustrial void of deconstructionism-what's worse, is that most of the world is unaware how much we are faterd to failure, fated to fail because our intellectuals paved the way for our collapse. We are no better. We aren't noble. We aren't good, in fact, we're actually evil. Is it no wonder that some 40 million people watch American Idol, to watch mediocrity publicly displayed, when Chuck Barris was indeed the millenarian prophet of the television age and that maybe, just maybe, we ought to consider that there is something to be said about a nation that graduates more degrees in the leisure industry than engineering...what an age in which we live. Anyone can publish anything they want online. Anyone. I could go to townhall and start a hundred different blogs tonight and talk about nothing for the rest of my life. I could assert fallacious and inopportune ideas that no one really wants to talk about, like why we can't make our traffic lights synchronous. Seems pretty simple, synchronous lights. Yes. Or paying for only the shows you want to watch. Or being spared the incessant rampant advertising that pervades our every day existence and that you have to make an effort to avoid in almost any form, whether you're watching television, listening to the radio, surfing the web, driving down the road. There's a billboard going down into Atlanta on I-75 that says simply "I pooted." Now if that's not evidence of communist infiltration in the ad departments of every, wait, what was that, oh that's right, sorry, not communist infiltration, alien, no, not alien either? Well, will somebody please tell me what is was, oh yes, Islamist infilitration of every advertising department in the country. We will subvert your culture, by showing you women dressed in scantily clad outfits to drive the impoverished Muslisms of the world into hissy fits over cartoons. Sounds about right right? A bunch of imans who have applied to work in the Coke and McDonald's ad departments, what about a Prophet doll someone suggests? Yes, yes and we can have him date Barbie only then to have Ken steal Mohammed away from Barbie and have evil homosexual relations. Yes, yes, relations.
And what about the state of our relations? Is there actually a cohesive block that we can call collectively the West anymore? Does it exist, or does it only exist in outposts, like the monasteries of Ireland in 8th and 9th centuries, protecting the knowledge that the West has accumulated but apparently is no longer in need of. The knowledge that people, are animals and that if we fail to civilize and teach how to learn as children that they will spend their lives as servants, servants unto masters they are unaware of. Servants, as the netroots community is, to their own foolish visions of their own perfectability. Servants, as the uninformed are to the whims of the learned and the desires of the powerful. Servants unto others who are not interested in their well-being, only in the part they play, like poor Cindy Sheehan. You must first find pity for those who still think communism was good idea. We must find ways to forgive our brothers and our sisters for their ignorance, for their bigotry, and I mean our brothers and sisters on the left, those very people whose lives have been enhanced by the policies of center right governments in this country for most of the past quarter century. We must find a way to end this pitiful 51/48 split and push it into a comfortable 55-45 or 58-42. A place where the winner can speak with some authority. Where our gang is big enough to make the nutroots completely irrelevant. My prediction for the next three and half months: watch while the Democrats implode and the President starts to find his course again. And then watch while the media try to explain yet another GOP victory. The cries of stolen election, fradulent voting, blacks intimidated will reach a fever pitch, but it will be the cigarette smokers who lead the way, and show those health nazis what's up. Maybe it will be more interesting. We'll see.
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