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May 25, 2006
Moonbats and the War on Terror
Belmont Club on the implications of the Moonbats' pathologies on the body politic.
The treatment given Lieberman and McCain raises the question of whether it is possible to build a consensus policy on the war against terror. Is there any political figure willing to fight terrorism in a minimally effective way who will not be targeted and vilified by a substantial percentage of one of America's major political parties -- and perhaps by its press and "intelligentsia"? That is probably what Hillary Clinton is trying to figure out.
One unintended effect of the September 11 attacks is that it put a defining question to different modes of American political consciousness. Until then it was possible to treat many ideologies respectable since the 1960s as harmless forms of iconoclasm, posing "provocative" but fundamentally hypothetical views. But when attacks on the US homeland made it categorically necessary to answer the question: 'are you willing to fight our assailants', many sincere ideologues paused, shook their heads and said: 'No. In fact I am morally obligated to help our assailants'.
Wretchard mentions sedition, and I think it -- and its cousin, treason -- are the only way to describe the behavior of those who actively support our enemies, those who would kill us all. The vast majority of Americans, who neither march in protest parades with paper-mache puppets, nor in counter-protests because, well, they have jobs, are filled with revulsion by the cynical, soulless posturing of the patchouli-scented pierced-and-tatooed marchers, the syncophants, voluptuaries and starry-eyed fans of cold-blooded terrorists and killers.
This drumbeat of "America bad! Bush is worse than Bin Laden! The U.S. faked 9-11!" will lead to an inevitible backlash, one with dire consequences. It's a comin'. Anyone who knows dogs will tell you the one you need to watch is the dog who's not barking; red-state Americans are watching intently, silently, but their tails aren't wagging, and I'd sure think twice about provoking them.
Posted by Mike Lief at May 25, 2006 07:42 AM
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A silent woof of approval.
Posted by: The Little Coach at May 25, 2006 11:13 AM
And the Little Coach's bite is much worse than his bark.
Posted by: Mike Lief at May 25, 2006 11:30 AM