Just call me liberal...I like it when you talk dirty
From Sara:
Two items in the paper this morning have me celebrating the fact that I'm a proud liberal.
First, there's Leonard Pitt's new column (which only ran in the Winston-Salem Journal today), a concise defense against the myth that America is a conservative nation. In fact, we're merely a nation where the right wing has better marketing people. Pitt uses actual facts rather than fast-talking propagandistic talking points, so it may not convince the most hard-core Coulterites out there...but still, I like it. I'm not for one moment suggesting that the Democratic Party is right all the time, or even right more often that the Republicans (nor does Pitt) - just that the liberal/progressive worldview is more in line both with human nature and with the American spirit.
Speaking of the American spirit, there's item #2: The American bald eagle is off the endangered species list.
That's right, thanks to those wacky latte-sipping intellectuals like that tree-hugger Rachel Carson (whose 1960s book Silent Spring called attention to the effects of DDT on the food chain) the bird that's been our national symbol since before we were a nation is baaaaaaa-ack. (I'll bet VP Cheney is just itching to blow one away, too.)
I'm no fan of changing behavior via Federal regulation, and sure, the EPA protections of bald eagles and other animals have been a pain in the ass to many a property owner over the years. But there's a wide gap between rugged individualism and being a selfish prick. When the actions of the individual affect society as a whole, that's the government's cue to step in and mediate. And yes, your corporation dumping massive amounts of poison into the atmosphere DOES affect me (and my kids, and yours), and I have a small issue with that.
So here's hoping that the most environmentally unfriendly administration in recent memory doesn't use the feel-good bald eagle news to mask its swell new plan to grind up harp seals to fuel a nuclear power plant in the Everglades or something. (Or else when President Bush gets to Heaven, he's going to find a VERY pissed off Teddy Roosevelt waiting for him...and I don't think anyone wants to see that. Except maybe Maureen Dowd.)
posted by Andy W. Rogers | 10:40 PM
1 Comments:
I have a better idea. How about if I just call you an idiot. More accurate and it gives me a tremendous giggle.
Too bad all you folks on the Birkenstock Left are either so intellectually dishonest or just plain dirt stupid that you can't see or understand any middle ground between individualism and the nanny state. Too bad you are not bright enough to evaluate evidence and know that every time you beg the government to just "do something" you kill a little more freedom and step us closer to the misery of totalitarianism. It's your cute little smiley faces and hippie-dippie platitudes that are more important, right?
But hey, that's great news about the Bald Eagle. Too bad that we have to buy Japanese and now Chinese (and probably tainted) beef because the EPA has regulated American cattle ranchers out of business. Too bad there is spreading famine in Africa and South America because they can't use a product for which there is no actual scientific evidence of harm. That doesn't matter, does it? You can feel good about yourself because you manipulated knee-jerk politicians into acting on the emotional response that Carson's book evoked. No need to worry about any of that icky factual information, is there? You can jump into your Beemer and go hang out with your other limousine liberal buds and congratulate yourself on your progressiveness, all the while completely unaware that your little circle of friends has just contributed one more step toward reverting our world to the dark ages of despotism.
Way to go Sara. I guess being stupid has its benefits, though. At least you won't stay up sleepless night wondering when the jackboots will kick down your door. It's always the useful idiots who are shocked the most when they come to frog-march you off to the firing squad.
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