Sunday, February 04, 2007

Sunday Morning Came and Went.



More and more, Left Blogylvania tracks the Sunday Mouse Circus like the mineshaft canary that it is. This puppet show where trial balloons are floated and talking points run around the track is now almost immediately sighted for range and distance by giants like Crooks & Liars and then shelled to dust. This beetle-riddled tree where hacks like McCain and Lieberman nest and preen and regurgitate their smirky horseshit is now routinely used for target practice by Think Progress.

So today, no teevee reviews: that is being done just fine elsewhere.

Today we asked the Musical Question: “Having toed his ideology into the retaining wall, where best for Bobo to fall back to


to make his final stand?”

Hey! How ‘bout college!


In his Sunday column, Bobo waxes all Veronica and Archie about discovering that the students in his charge in a class he taught at Duke are moving towards what Bobo persists in trying the sell as the “Center”.

Here are a few snips delivered from “Children of Polarization” to me by the NYT Select fairy, papier-mâchéd together with a spot of glue and dab of pissoff.
It begins thusly:
Today’s college students, remember, were born around 1987. They were 2 or 3 when the Berlin Wall fell. They have come into political consciousness amid impeachment, jihad, polarization and Iraq. Many of them seem to have reacted to these hothouse clashes not by becoming embroiled in the zealotry but by quietly drifting away from that whole political mode.
In general, their writing is calm, optimistic and ironical. Most students in my class showed an aversion to broad philosophical arguments and valued the readings that were concrete and even wonky. Many wrote that they had moved lately toward the center.

Ah, the Center.

Freefall.

The Midlands.

That legendary point equidistant from the vertices of the American political polygon.

That Atlantean home of the Lost Tribe of the Levelheaded, lush and green with promise and yet forever vanishing just over the horizon.

The Right horizon, of course.

That great, calm sea down to which all turbulent cultural waters are supposed to flow, and under whose vast meniscus of polity all the tricksy, strifey ways of la vida partisan are made smooth and serene.

That elusive Brigadoon of Serious Purposefulness now sunk into myth and coaxed out of the mists of legend only under the mopey, maudlin gaze of America’s most artless, pompous hackers of 100-dollar-a-word editorial prose.

Please note what Bobo cites as the prime catalyzers impelling the Yute of Murrica towards the Center: impeachment, jihad, polarization and Iraq.

And now note what he has omitted. That of these four, three are exclusively the toxic partisan fallout from his Party’s total war for total power.

“Impeachment”. That final, filthy destination of the GOP’s hysterical, no-holds-barred, seven-year political jihad against Bill Clinton. A Party so berserk with fury and drunk with hubris that they really, really though it was perfectly OK to stalk, hunt and take down a President for trivia …

…and then turn right around and call anyone who dared question their Dear Leader’s sprint over the Constitution and into despotism, treason and endless, bloody slaughter “unhinged” and “un-American”…

…all to the approving roar of Fox News and Hate Radio.

“Polarization”. Was and is the deliberate intent of the Party of Lee Atwater. Of Newt Gingrich. Of Jerry Falwell. Of Karl Rove. Divisiveness is not the side-effect of GOP policy: Divisiveness IS GOP policy.

“Iraq”. The apotheosis of GOP insanity. An entire GOP foreign policy by the Party of Small Government based on investing their Dear Leader with unprecedented, unlimited, imperial power. An entire GOP Congress of the Party of Personal Responsibility based on making sure not a single substantive hearing was ever held, not a single hard question was ever asked, not a lick of oversight was ever performed, and not a single person was ever held responsible.

The formulation is simple:
If you are a Democrat, not a single gaffe is too minor to be beneath the reach of Impeachment’s guns.
If you are a Republican, no caravan of crimes stretching into the distance and groaning under the weight of a hundred treasons is too grotesque to be ignored.


Bobo continues...

[Remington] Kendall arrived deeply conservative and remains offended by people who won’t work hard to support themselves. But he now finds himself, as he says, cursed by centrism — trapped between the Pat Robertsons on the right and the Democratic elites on the left, many of whom he finds personally distasteful.

He has come to admire the prairie pragmatists, like Montana’s Jon Tester and Brian Schweitzer. In a long conversation with his brother Sage, who works on the ranch, Kendall decided that what the country needs is a party led by “entrepreneurial cowboy politicians” with a global perspective.


Then, because whatever the truth is Bobo is damned well going to grind and blast and sledgehammer this story until the narrative fits into his Procrustean Bed of the Happy Town of Centerville, we are presented with the Liberal Student who will “switch to the Republicans in a heartbeat if I believe my ideas are better received in the G.O.P.”

Hell, I’d switch from off-brand mayo to owl poop if owls pooped apple butter.

And I’d certainly switch from Bud to squirrel urine if it turned out squirrels peed 20-year-old Oban.

But they don’t.

And as a disingenuous little weasel like Bobo knows full well, that is the very fucking point. Lots of people might switch to the GOP if they weren’t evil, planet-raping Christopaths.

But they are.

They’re proud of it.

It’s right on the letterhead.

And second, would someone once and for all kindly introduce me to this cabal of omnipotent Liberal Elites that has every shitkicker from Sisterfuck, Alabama to Spider Egg, Utah crapping in his goat-ropers over their Eeeevil Plans?

And would that someone then tell me what their Eeeevil Plans actually are?

Because last time I checked, Michael Moore never authored a single word of Democratic foreign policy, unlike some Big Oil lobbyists I know.

And Paul Krugman was never complicit in ginning up a catastrophic war-of-choice, unlike several Wingnut “journalists” I can think of.

And Noam Chomsky never got unrestricted face time with the Commander-in-Chief, unlike certain meth-smoking gay Evangelicals who used to leave the White House on Sunday afternoons with their breathe stinking of POTUS ass.

Bobo continues…

For many students, the main axis of their politics is not between left and right but between idealism and realism. They have developed a suspicion of sweepingly idealistic political ventures, and are now a fascinating mixture of youthful hopefulness and antiutopian modesty.


Seriously, how long has it been since anyone with a straight face described the Left as a “sweepingly idealistic political venture(s)”?

The Left has become the Center, which is terribly frightening thing for a Renfield of the Right like Bobo.

And then we round out with a slice of genuine truth

But over all it’s bad news for Republicans. …most of my students see the Republicans as the impractical, ideological party — on social and science issues as well as foreign and domestic policy.

Followed by a wafer-thin mint of dissimulation.
“That’s not the way to win the children of polarization.”


Again, Brooks attempts to tack around the dead elephant in his Party’s phone booth, so let me clarify this once again: Bobo, you people bred and perfected polarization as a means to your political ends.

This condition was not created by accident.

This is the world you built.

The water you poisoned.

The air you polluted.

And you are still doing it.

One GOP cadre dumps mercury into the milk, and then on-cue another begins to cry about how the milk’s all done gone mysteriously bad.

One GOP cohort laces the apples with razors, and another weeps ‘cause somehow the apples make his mouth all owie.

One wing burns the rhetorical Reichstag down, and another walks the rubble wondering aloud how such a terrible thing could have happened.

You, Bobo, are the problem. You personally. You specifically. You individually are the problem.

You wanna help this country find its way? Quit. Quit tomorrow. It is far too late to pretend you didn’t know where this was all going, or couldn’t tell how it would all end, or that you were working silently for change from the inside, or whatever nonsense collaborators tell themselves that lets them sleep at night.

You are the disease vector, Mr. Brooks, so please quit waddling the Earth looking for more venues to pass along your sickness.

You are the spongy, pastel beard of the hard, crazy Right and if nothing else, the last two years have at last demonstrated a clear natural limit to that specific strain of mass-hysteria and self-delusion that infects your side.

Yes, 30% or so of the citizens of this country are a cultural dead-loss. A morally atrophied slumgullion of wasted carbon, bad ideas and straight-grain-stoopid that cannot be reasoned with and should never be indulged.

And they have been feeding off of that steady diet of psychotic rage that their religious, media and political leaders have pumped into our national groundwater. For every ache and pain in their pathetic lives they have been offered the same, simple sacrificial scapegoats over and over and over again:
Queers, Feminists, Activist Judges and Dirty Hippies.


But that 30% is unelectable without a thick undercoating of respectability and a heavy carapace of “Reasonableness” welded to their hides. Without some nice, clean, articulate barker to work the Midway and wheedle the Moderates into Jerry Falwell’s political freak show.

Without a suit, a pair of glasses, soft hands, a moon face, a pink tie and some valuable real estate on the editorial page of the NYT they’re just another mob of racists and Dominionists begging for tyranny and screaming for blood.

So this is what it comes down to:

The Center does not exist anymore because the Right murdered it. Methodically strangled it in full view of the public and the press over the course of thirty years.

The men that killed the Center still rule the Modern GOP.

These are the Modern GOP’s only legacies:
A New Orleans in rubble.
A Constitution in tatters.
A carefully cultivated international reputation in ruins.
A debased media.
A proud legacy of science and inquiry kneecapped by roving bands of Conservative theocrats.
A debt that will hag-ride us for a generation,
And an Iraq ablaze for the next 20 years.


So, Bobo, the idea that there is still some “Center” where further capitulation to the lunatics and criminals on the Right is “wise” and “sensible” -- that the cure for the disasters unleashed by their decrepit and discredited ideology is yet more compromise with their decrepit and discredited ideology -- is ludicrous on its face.

The Right is the corpse at Democracy’s picnic, trying to pass itself off as vital and practical with a pound of rouge over its rotting flesh and a veil across its dead, gluey eyes while it tries to filch one last pillowcase full of candlesticks, good silver and tax cuts.

Making a final grab for power before the wind fatally shifts and the reek of their death pong so fills up the world that creatures like David Brooks will no longer be able to pretend it’s just a vial of sweet bipartisanship perfume they are hawking any longer.

And then we bury their beliefs, their vocabulary and their false gods in a lead-lined sarcophagus -- unmourned and unmarked -- in that Potter’s Field where all of Bad Isms eventually go and return to our real jobs.

That the complicated, adult business of trying to heal and govern a great, flawed nation in a beautiful, broken world.

17 comments:

Walt said...

"Slumgullion?"

Geoffrey Kruse-Safford said...

Excellent, as always. I especially like your insistence that "divisiveness" has been a GOP tactic, which it has been, and for them to suddenly cry about Democratic "partisanship" is so much crocodile wailing. Of course, david Brooks is a phony, pseudo-intellectual, not to be taken seriously, but it is nice when he is destroyed by someone who IS serious, and who takes the world, and all that is in it, seriously. You are a constant source of comfort, even when I occasionally disagree with you. Keep it up.

Anonymous said...

Wonderful as always. Regarding the Eeeeevil plans, I caught a bit of some strange AM radio station that was hitting 850 AM in the evening and the guy was ranting himself breathless about something Hilary Clinton had said... I couldn't really understand what he was saying and I can't find any quote of hers to corrolate, but it was something about she vowed if elected to take money away from the corporations and use it however she saw fit. I think I need to find some sort of English-Wingnut translator for my PDA. But his overall point is that Hilary is forwarding an Agenda for a New America (dum dum DUMMMMM!!!!). Not sure exactly what that means, but it seemed like something I ought to be terrified of and outraged over, because he told me so.

Anonymous said...

As a lurker I hope you're not giving up SMCD completely. While the other lefty blogs take apart the mouse circus, no one does it as well or as succintly as you. I love all of your posts, but your regular Sunday Morning Coming Downs are the nearest and dearest to my heart.
I hope you keep up the great work Drifty cuz I loves YA!

Anonymous said...

...fuck YEAH

...ahh, the PEN..

...MIGHTIER than the SWORD

...BANE of the STOOPID..

...and in the HANDS of a MASTER

..like DRIFTY..


...the MOST dangerous thing on EARTH

Anonymous said...

Thanks Drifty.

Wow.

Anonymous said...

Sounds like his students have figured out how to suck up to the walking stiff who hands out their grades.

parsec

Ivory Bill Woodpecker said...

Totally off topic, but the best ad in Super Bowl 41 was the Blockbuster ad with the rabbit and the groundhog/woodchuck/whatever "using the mouse". :)

Anonymous said...

10leggedshadow:

I'm with you. Nobody else distills the Sunday circus to its Heatherine quintessence with such ferocious elegance.

(btw: cool moniker)

But it's a lot to ask of a guy. I can understand how over time the atrocities against language and reason would wear at one's soul.

And watching our host once again expertly fricassee Bobo and the mouth-breather Right has been a pretty fair exchange for the usual dose of SMCD.

And second, would someone once and for all kindly introduce me to this cabal of omnipotent Liberal Elites that has every shitkicker from Sisterfuck, Alabama to Spider Egg, Utah crapping in his goat-ropers over their Eeeevil Plans?

But see, the fact that you don't see any evidence of their plan merely demonstrates how fiendishly Eeeevil it really is.

It's quite simple, really. And all I had to do was huff some paint stripper to make it starkly clear.

Anonymous said...

Oh yes, the eeevill skaarry liberal elites in the closet with thier devious seekrit plans to prevent the coming of JEBUS!!!

SAVE ME JEBUS!!!

Anonymous said...

That's some serious bait-and-switch, from mouse circus to a Bobo bashing on the turn of a dime. Not that the lecherous slimeball doesn't deserve a full Driftglass broadside anytime he has something published.

PS- Sorry 'bout Da Bears! At least you Chicagoans know how to converse for years about such sports happenings.

Anonymous said...

That's some serious bait-and-switch, from mouse circus to a Bobo bashing on the turn of a dime. Not that the lecherous slimeball doesn't deserve a full Driftglass broadside anytime he has something published.

PS- Sorry 'bout Da Bears! At least you Chicagoans know how to converse for years about such sports happenings.

Anonymous said...

Thanks for a very fine commentary, Drifty. Your site is where I go when I need a respite from the carnage. Your words are a libation for the soul- (doesn't hurt to have a margarita to go along with it either) Take that brooksie and the rest of those slithering psychopaths!! Well done.

BitterHarvest said...

It's like magic, D. Every time you write about Brooks you pen a masterpiece. There are too many good parts to quote individually. Bravo.

Anonymous said...

You wanna help this country find its way? Quit. Quit tomorrow.

And Bobo, one more thing? Take Dave Broder with you.

Anonymous said...

You know, I would quit whining about George Soros not cutting huge checks to deserving lefty bloggers (like driftglass) IF Mr. Soros would cut one honkin' huge check to BoBo on the condition which you have suggested.

That he GO AWAY. Because, BoBo, your work here is done. You have helped fuck up the country, and the world, for at least a generation. Quit now, before it's pitchforks and torches time.

It would be nice, as Iffy suggests, that he take Broder with him, but this may be too much to ask.

geo said...

Beautiful, truly beautiful.