Write Idea, Wrong Century

As featured on Crooks and Liars

So, let me get this straight: I’m defending Abraham Lincoln from Northwest REPUBLICANS? Blog WAR (between the states)!

Infamous trampler of Southern Rights?

I took offense today. I took offense at a posting that I wouldn’t have even seen, had not the Mighty Washington Post named its blog one of the five best blogs in Oregon. Another of those five best blogs had a link to mine, and as I followed the trackback, I discovered the BlueOregon post on the Washington Post‘s post.

And, in the Washington Post‘s post, “Write Idea” was named, and I — foolishly, as it turns out — clicked on the link. And here was what I found:

Divide and Conquer

Now that the putative Republican nominee is fixed, he is, therefore, no longer much worthy of notice.

He is relegated to a series of half-hearted photo-ops, including the almost criminally stoooopid sales pitch of McCain — with a supporting SURPRISE! visit, à la Bush, of Cheney — visiting Iraq, which would be akin to Bush, if running for a third term, cluelessly campaigning, were he to stage a photo-op in one of the still-unrepaired sections of New Orleans. Bad salesmanship in an unpopular war.

The War Without Protest Songs

They learned some of the lessons of Vietnam, all right.

They confined protests to Orwellian “free speech zones.” They kept

Oh, Ye Jigs and Julips!

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The Difference Between Republicans and Democrats

To a recovering Republikan, who cannot fathom the circular firing squad nature of Democratic party politics: There is a fundamental difference in style between the two parties — but they switch sides on issues constantly. (Remember when REPUBLIKANS were screaming about deficit spending?)

The Republikan Party is run as though

Liberal Achilles Heels – Number 17 in a Series

EXTERIOR – ESTABLISHING – DAY

We see a high, helicopter shot. Against the backdrop of the Rockies, a summer ski resort, backed against the green of the mountain slopes, with the grassy ski runs transforming the mountainside into a manicured, miniature golf course for Titans, perhaps. Tucked in among the trees, up at the timberline, a magnificent ski chalet, we close in.

PRAVDA Speaks, or Whores’ d’Ouvres

I, who have been against this obscene war from day one, sometimes think myself beyond the capacity to be shocked by any bullshit pulled on its behalf by the media whores who roll over so casually for the Usurper and his King of the Flying Monkeys, the Dick Named Cheney.

But, watching the CNN “The Situation Room” whore Wolf Blitzer interviewing fellow CNN whore Michael Ware on today’s blowup in Iraq left my jaw literally agape.

Egg On The Media

Note: For those expecting comment on the 4,000 death milestone in Iraq, er, I covered that on FRIDAY. No point in getting crushed in the avalanche of commentary on that.

Jane Fonda speaks and NBC flummer-flibs, following

Instead, this is going to be bad and dangerous, and it’s going to use words that will make you cry, so, please stop reading this right now, because you proceed hereinafter at your own peril. This is meant sincerely, and without guile. But, if you want to put on your ADULT thinking cap, read on.

OK, Sale’s Over: Back to Work

Courage.

Jesus’ Day Off

Friday

Hello. It’s the Saturday between Good Friday and Easter Sunday. And being the curious sort of person that I am, I have always wondered WHAT today’s supposed to be. It’s hinted at in the Nicene Creed, the Constantinople revision of 381 AD (from whence all modern forms derive.) The “Apostles Creed” was, in fact, one of the first loyalty oaths in history, designed to separate “official” Christianity from heresies (which, after 300+ years were numerous, and heresy is, in such cases, in the eye of the beholder).

Of Sir Arthur, and War

Arthur C. Clarke died the other day. It was during the black festivities of the Fifth anniversary of our Forever War. I have refrained from commenting on either, because suddenly we are so beset with a storm of cosmic, karmic crap, that commenting lightly upon two such profound happenings seems impious — yes, I know that Arthur C. Clarke, 90, in Sri Lanka had specified that no religious flavor of any sort attend his funerarium.

And of the nearly 4000 American soldiers officially dead of The War — I speak of the invasion, without provocation, of a sovereign nation that posed, literally, no threat to us, the immoral and ILLEGAL war — none have received the attention that the passing of Arthur C. Clarke has.

And, of the estimated 655,000 dead in Iraq since our boneheaded invasion, their deaths have been as obscure to the death of a single American soldier as that soldier’s death has been to Arthur C. Clarke.