Qetesh the Abyssinian said,

September 13, 2007 at 12:14

“Anne Laurie, interesting that you mention Trotsky and the KGB, because I was thinking when I read this that his little tantrum was ominously Stalinesque. Perhaps Maoist. That same demand that “both” sides of politics (as though there are only 2 monolithic viewpoints, fergodssakes) be the same; that insistence that one political view is unpatriotic. I’m reminded of purges, re-education, people’s councils.

And although I hate the phrase with a passion, it actually applies here, so I’m forced to use it: what he’s demanding is political correctness. He believes that, despite America being Teh Land of Teh Free and Home Of Teh Brave, dissent is un-American.

Welcome back, McCarthy. You have the right to believe what you want, but if I disagree with it, you’re not American.

I even read the comments, too. What a dickhead. Were these guys all bottle-fed or something? Why, oh why, in the name of anything holy, why can’t they conceive of any possible action other than catastrophic violence inflicted on some poor foreign victims?

Cunts, the lot of them.”
DING,DING,DING,Todayswinnahheere!111!1And I thought the palace lions had eaten you all those years back.Good to see you made it out of Addis Ababa in one piece.My head hurts…..

For crying out loud, that’s not “Midge Decter” (what kind of name is that? probably you just made it up), that’s Garrison Keillor.

You mean, he’s complaining about being snubbed for being bloodthirsty and batshit crazy? Poor baby.

All that the dazed and wounded survivors of that holocaust could do was flee to their psychiatrists’ offices for solace — of which there was none since their psychiatrists were Freudian and just asked, “what do you think about that?”.

Still the trauma lingers!

That’s a man,baby!

Well, speaking for myself as a veteran of the original Star Wars movie released in the early 1970′s, NormPod has no idea what war really is.

I mean, there we were at a large Montreal cinema – 70mm screen, Dolby stereo sound, upholstered leanback seats but without cupholders, surrounded by loud young kids.

It was hell, I tell you. Hell. Only the hash/tobacco spliff we smoked out in the parking lot just before buying our tickets got us through.

I never want to go through that again, and I don’t wish it on anybody.

And, as for those horrific cod wars… (shudder)

What is the pain of a bullet wound or a limb severed by shrapnel compared to the pain of being excluded from the party of the season?

I wouldnt be surprised if NP was still suffering from PTSD after all this time. “Liberals. They’re all around us. I can smell their weed and BO.”

Hmm…something smells funny about this statement: proper subject-verb agreement, correct use of commas in a compound sentence with a compound predicate, no aprostrophes used to form random plurals, 13 words in a row without a random comma or ellipses…

I call foul! Clif can write, and by definition, then, he can’t be a wingnut.

“Dessicated chickenhawk”…mmm…I’m tossing that in the toaster and having it with my morning coffee.

Please post everything you think. Seriously. I’m a fan.
But I’ll see your Dorothy Parker quote with this one from Mark Twain, re a book by Henry James:
“Once you put it down, it’s almost impossible to pick it up.”

I’d have to wonder if Norman and his Neocon buddies had really “converted” from their original Trotskyite politics.

I think that they kept huge aspects of their revolutionary vanguard leftist youth, and simply changed which Revolution it was they favored.

They were and are still ego-driven revolutionaries, convinced that any amount of blood spilled for The Revolution was justified given the desirability of the result.

The Revolution is all, whichever one it is that they are favoring. Without it, life is meaningless and continues the horrid state they are opposing. Without it, humankind fails to commit itself to whatever necessary and purifying battle is possible to achieve it. The true Leninist (and Trotskyist) Revolutionaries held that without The Revolution, mankind would lead inevitably to slavery and starvation, and with it, Paradise would be achieved. So all is justified to destroy the present system and all is justified to bring The Revolution forward.

Words, notions, are ideas are only important to the degree that they further the oncoming of The Revolution.

If it takes pain, fear, crisis or chaos to hasten The Revolution, then they would do everything they could to bring such misery about.

One of David Horowitz’ most bitter memories is how his membership in a Revolutionary Black Panther cadre possibly led to the murder of a friend:

Horowitz was a confidant of Black Panthers leader Huey P. Newton, and provided legal and financial assistance to the black revolutionary organization. He would later cite experiences with his involvement in the Panthers as the primary catalyst for reassessing his views. In December 1974, his close friend Betty Van Patter, a bookkeeper for the Panthers, was murdered. While the case officially went unsolved, Horowitz has maintained that the Panthers were responsible for her murder, committed in order to silence Van Patter from revealing the organization’s financial corruption, and thereafter covered up the killing.

Let’s assume Horowitz’ suspicions are true. In his mind, they prove the dangerous, murderous nature of liberalism or leftism. Strangely enough, one of my first reactions was to ask, ‘how the hell did you get involved in the center of that? What the hell kind of bravado were you snorting?’

Yet, again, the fault is never Mr. Ego-Driven Revolutionary, who is immediately attracted to dangerous, Revolutionary struggles, works himself into the middle of the most high-tension, dangerous environments.

No, no, no, Mr. Pure Revolutionary has no need to reflect upon his vain hunger to have been among The Leaders of The Revolution. His Revolutionary hunger is ever to be at the center of The Revolution, commanding it, guiding it, ever noticed as its intellectual drivers.

Same way for one of the originals, the NorPod. Any amount of destruction is not just permitted but lauded, for The Revolution. Hiring Guatemalan tyrants and evangelical genocidalists who rampage the country bashing infants’ heads into rocks, and wiping out much of the Mayan Indian population?

Well, a worthy tradeoff because without having so gleefully murdered so many hundreds of thousands, why, Guatemala would have been a new Khmer Rouge!!! We have SAVED them once again, and some day, centuries hence, surely, surely they will thank us.

We need to point out that no matter how much they mouth words about Democracy and Western values and Freedom, all they care about is The Revolution, and they will support killing each and every one of us necessary to keep them at the very heart of The Revolution.

[Assumes a gracious and regal mien, until the room is once again empty]

Heh heh heh, I is famous now. [preens, as only a cat can do]

Helicopters off the roof of the embassy and all that? The opening scenes of “The Killing Fields”?

Fight on, Norman…. semper feh!

More like “Semper F-U, NoPod!” With appropriate gesture.