Saturday, November 29, 2014
So Much Treason So Close to Home
In case you were wondering why any attempt to meaningfully communicate with Conservatives is a fool's errand, here is what the banner page of The Weekly Standard's Twitter page looks like:
The bottom of what used to be the ideological birdcage of the Crazy Uncle Liberty you never let outta the basement is now so mainstream that even the upscale Brain Caste of the American Fascist Movement isn't afraid to tell the world right up front what they see when they looks at us -- berserk Dirty Hippies, feminazis and race-baiting Negroes, shouting down everyone else and conspiring the destroy Confederate Jesusland.
Goodbye Edmund Burke.
Hello Archie Bunker,
Of course, if you go looking for any actual evidence of any such mythical creatures anywhere in the Beltway media you quickly will come up empty. Because we all know, even the most genteel Liberal is simply not allowed anywhere near the Sunday Gasbag review (for example) unless they wear a leash and are accompanied by a security phalanx of wingnuts and Both Siders.
On the other hand, you can't swing a Benghaaaazi subpoena in the Beltway without hitting three or four Conservatives queuing up in the nation's green rooms, getting ready to look straight into the camera and lie and lie and lie.
Like, say, for example, unreconstructed war criminal and undisputed King of Getting Every Fucking Things Wrong, Bill Kristol. A depraved fraud and blood drunk lunatic from the top of his head to the soles of his cloven hooves, And yet in addition to managing The Weekly Standard Wingnut Welfare Outlet Mall, in the last 20 years he has never gone 20 minutes without a day job in the "serious" Beltway Media.
And thus are his toxic fairy tales of Dirty Hippies, feminazis and race-baiting Negroes further sanctified.
And the Circle of life begins again,