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take your place at the end son,
we'll get to you one by one...,
2008-03-15 17:53:02
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I think we could start by letting do with less...,
2008-03-16 11:13:42
"the continent must in the end be conqueror":
Thomas Paine once wrote:
Why is it that the enemy have left the New England provinces, and made these middle ones the seat of war? The answer is easy: New England is not infested with Tories, and we are.
That grafts onto our vanishing crisis nicely - on some literal level neoconservatives and their fly over/beltway supporters are little more than 18th century Tories, still reveling in the glories and romance of the British Empire, if not Sparta its very self. Like this latest wonder from our Boy King:
"I must say, I'm a little envious. If I were slightly younger and not employed here, I think it would be a fantastic experience ... in some ways romantic, in some ways, you know, confronting danger."
"Like driving under the influence, and blowing a little coke to really catapult, uh, to catapult the confrontation," he subliminated.
To finish that thought from Mr. Paine:
Every Tory is a coward; for servile, slavish, self-interested fear is the foundation of Toryism; and a man under such influence, though he may be cruel, never can be brave.
I just figured, before I go wandering off to hit the IVAW testimony about the war for a few late hours, it might be interesting to look at the essay that's the basis for the "winter soldier" reference. It's well chosen, an ironic little pill:
Let it be told to the future world, that in the depth of winter, when nothing but hope and virtue could survive, that the city and the country, alarmed at one common danger, came forth to meet and to repulse it. ... Not all the treasures of the world, so far as I believe, could have induced me to support an offensive war, for I think it murder; but if a thief breaks into my house, burns and destroys my property, and kills or threatens to kill me, or those that are in it, and to "bind me in all cases whatsoever" to his absolute will, am I to suffer it?
Let them call me rebel and welcome, I feel no concern from it; but I should suffer the misery of devils, were I to make a whore of my soul by swearing allegiance to one whose character is that of a sottish, stupid, stubborn, worthless, brutish man.
I bring reason to your ears, and, in language as plain as A, B, C, hold up truth to your eyes.
I can tell 15 minutes in I'll probably be needing my mental health counselor.
:: posted by buermann @ 2008-03-16 00:24:03 CST |
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