One of the great attractions of patriotism is that it fulfills our worst wishes. In the person of our nation we are able, vicariously, to bully and cheat. Bully and cheat, what’s more, with a feeling that we are profoundly virtuous.” — Aldous Huxley
As one bully begets another, so, too, the feral yowl of one can affect others. Listen to Glenn “Instapundit” Reynolds’ wife, “Dr. Helen,” today [special EMPHASIS added]:
… So many people who do not support Barack Obama and are downright sick of the creeping socialism in our country are not speaking up. It is imperative to do so, even in small ways. The other day, I was at a drugstore and the clerk was talking to what looked like a Baby Boomer who was discussing how he voted for Obama. They both scoffed that not many in Tennessee voted for him, “what do you expect?” said the older guy, “this is Tennessee we’re talking about.” They both chuckled in agreement. I looked at the clerk and said in a loud voice, “So what you’re saying is those of us here in Tennessee who voted for McCain are rednecks, is that right?!!!!” There were several people milling around in line at this point and the clerk turned red and stammered, “No, ma’am,” and went on to give some lame explanation about what he meant. But I knew I had him. He was visibly shaken and I hope the next time he decides to diss Tennesseans while at work, he’ll think twice.
Please remember that most people are cowards, if you speak up, they will often back down or stammer. Too many times, we let liberals get away with making fun of Republicans and those of us who do not agree with them politically. This needs to stop and the only way to do it is to speak up in the classrooms, public and at work. Remember that we are 56 million strong–those of us who did not vote for Obama. We are hardly alone.
Er, I know that this is supposed to be about “standing up” for something, but, instead, the effect is chilling, and the Republithuglican Agenda is quite nicely revealed: Intimidate those with whom you disgree.
Great one, Dr. Helen. You just make sure that anybody who isn’t as smart, isn’t as entitled as you quakes in their boots when you throw a public tantrum. Yup, a forensic psychologist intimidates a DRUGSTORE clerk by making a scene in the store where the clerk works.
That’s mature. That’s adult. That’s behavior fitting and proper for someone holding a Ph.D.
Let’s take a moment to bask in awe at the nakedness of the basilisk glare, as Her Imperious Hiney shows her regal disdain. Them store clerks cain’t be allowed to get uppity! (One wonders, by the by, the racial background of the clerk in question.)
And I so loooove this sentence: “Too many times, we let liberals get away with making fun of Republicans and those of us who do not agree with them politically.”
Yup. Those poor victimized “Republicans and those of us.”
Why does it seem such an odd formulation? Our poor oppressed Peter seems to be on her third denial before the crowing of the cockerel.
“Liberals” are the enemy, but Dr. Helen isn’t willing to admit that she might be a Republican.
Well, you know you might be a Republican if you always use your victim’s clothing to wipe the blood off your truncheon. Does that help, Dr. Helen?
I read with interest this good advice from Ted Nugent on speaking up in California and the rest of the country:
You don’t need tough love in America, you need tougher love. Around the water cooler, at the church, at school. At the work place, at the picnic, and the bowling alley. You should be pounding the desk with your fist, raising hell, and take this beautiful state back from the pimps, and the whores, and the welfare brats, and the gang-bangers who seems to have all the rights in the world while the good people, the productive, law abiding people don’t have jack squat — and I think I am going to throw up.
Thus Spoke Lame-athustra.
Or spake, or, more accurately, fulminated foamingly.
This is just hate-filled, bigoted, moronic frabble. It doesn’t make any sense: it’s not even a good plot for some private printing of a Reich Ving novel of the Fatherland … er Homeland. I’ve read many John Birch Society tracts, and far worse, and even by nutcase standards this is lunatic twaddle.
But, it inspired Mrs. Instapundit to intimidate a drug store clerk and then to bray about it.
This is that whole, mindless Wasilla Godzilla ethos that came to the forefront in an election where a made-up character named “Joe the Plumber” was portrayed by an angry skinhead and nobody said a word about it.
Where the only funny thing about my funny campaign joke:
Q: How can you tell the Secret Service Agent at a Sarah Palin rally?
A: He’s the only black guy in the building.
is that it’s really not funny at all … but it is, sadly, true.
This is the rage of the bullies. The peevish, OUTRAGED tantrums are breaking out all over: HOW DARE YOU REJECT US, THE SUPERIOR PEOPLE?
Uh, I think you answered your own rhetorical question, imaginary straw-man person I’m supposedly debating with. (Hey, if Limbaugh can impress by winning faux debates against imaginary opponents, I’m allowed).
And, speaking of Limbaugh, retiring Nebraska Senator (and Vietnam veteran) Chuck Hegel took a broad chunk out of the The Bloviator today, according to CNN’s Political Ticker:
“We are educated by the great entertainers like Rush Limbaugh,” Hagel said Tuesday during a speech in Washington, according to the Huffington Post.
“You know, I wish Rush Limbaugh and others like that would run for office,” a sarcastic Hagel continued. “They have so much to contribute and so much leadership and they have an answer for everything. And they would be elected overwhelmingly. [The truth is] they try to rip everyone down and make fools of everybody but they don’t have any answers.”
Well, Ralph Waldo Emerson said something along the same lines himself a century and more ago:
When a resolute young fellow steps up to the great bully, the world, and takes him boldly by the beard, he is often surprised to find it comes off in his hand, and that it was only tied on to scare away the timid adventurers.
Which is why, perhaps, Dr. Helen, in her uncomprehending rage, felt it necessary to intimidate a drug store cashier. Seriously: a drug store cashier? This is to the Rightie Blogosmear, perhaps, what Patton’s slapping a soldier in a hospital was: a grotesque overstepping of the bounds of propriety for a “principle” that no one in particular finds appealing. And, like Patton’s act, there will be the inevitable apologists.
And, speaking of apologies, I apologize for including it here, but it is necessary that you learn to recognize the call of the True Loon, that you may protect children, impressionable and feeble-minded persons from their mind-numbing cacophony:
So Gary, you are not alone. But, what the real curse is, it’s not the lying, left-wing, Mao media, it’s those of us who know better, but don’t speak up. The people of California have backed down. The people who are productive in California have backed down to the pimps, and the whores, and the welfare brats, and their media, and their politically correct representatives, Boxer, Feinstein, Schwarzenegger, who literally will lie through their teeth to benefit some blood sucking constituency while your paycheck is being raped and pillaged to pay for some bling-bling infested punk.
You’ve got to start raising Hell — and I am constantly being gunned down by the media; I’m a curse, I’m a dangerous guy, I’m a madman, I’m scary, I have too many guns, I shoot all the deer — eat me. I stand up and I take the bullets because my name is Davy Crockett. This is the wall of the Alamo. If you can’t shoot Santa Anna’s men, shut up and load my gun. So get tough and get tougher.
Yeah. That’s Little Theodore Nugent’s rant immediately preceding the bit that “Dr. Helen” the “psychologist” quoted and was so inspired by.
Two things become apparent:
First that we have an overabundance of angry, deposed* bullies.
[* “deposed” in the sense of overthrowing a tyrant, and not in the sense of having testified under an oath to tell the truth; the former, seemingly, more common than the latter.]
Second, that we have a serious shortage of rubber rooms.
We conclude our service with a HIM:
“Courage is fire, and bullying is smoke.” — Benjamin Disraeli