There was a time when people could disagree about politics and still feel mutual respect and even affection for one another, but I think that time has passed. Although there are still a few liberals in my circle of friends and acquaintances, the circle keeps getting smaller, and the price of maintaining the relationship is generally biting one’s tongue.
In this day and age, I feel no qualms about judging another person’s character, values and patriotism, by the politics he espouses. Which should explain in general terms why I despise Barack Obama.
We’ve been constantly reminded that the Koran justifies Muslims lying with impunity to non-believers so long as it’s done to further the cause of Islam. How is that any different from the belief system of left-wingers?
Whether it’s insisting that global warming is going to raise ocean levels by 20 feet; that heterosexual AIDS is a major health concern; that law-abiding Americans can’t be trusted with guns; that every nation and every culture is superior to our own; that illegal aliens and Islamic jihadists are entitled to all the rights and privileges of U.S. citizens; that providing 31 million additional people with health insurance will save us billions of dollars; that Supreme Court justices should essentially be social workers who get to wear their robes to work; that drilling for oil and digging for coal are evil endeavors; that windmills and sunbeams can supply all the energy a modern industrial nation needs; that Christian symbols should be eliminated from the national landscape; and that the redistribution of personal wealth is a moral imperative; liberals display an arrogant disdain for traditional American virtues, not to mention logic and commonsense.
When someone like Eric Holder, after weeks of threatening to litigate against Arizona’s immigration law, tells a congressional committee that he hasn’t had time to read its 15 pages, and then compounds that lie by refusing to acknowledge that radical Islam might even partially explain the peculiar behavior of Major Hasan, along with the underwear bomber and the Times Square terrorist, you realize that the only person scarier than the attorney general is the psychopath who appointed him.
Whenever I write a general attack on liberals, I can count on hearing from someone who denies my contentions by pointing out, say, that he’s not for gun control or that he recognizes that Nancy Pelosi isn’t exactly Mother Teresa. Although I always try to reply in courteous fashion, in my head, I’m thinking, “Well, duh.”
Such people should understand that when I or anyone else on the right complains about the evils of liberalism, we’re not pretending to have interviewed every single idiot who opted for Hope and Change in 2008. We are referring to the leaders who speak for them, nincompoops like Obama, Reid, Pelosi, Napolitano, Waxman, Schumer, Kerry and Barney Frank, who pay lip service to democracy, but then label millions of their fellow Americans who happen to be engaged in the Tea Party movement — which, by the way, is a far more demonstrably democratic group than the House or Senate — as thugs, racists and brainless rabble.
Liberals call conservatives intolerant, but their own tolerance never seems to extend to those who disagree with their plan to radically transform America. On college campuses around the country, these lovers of free speech constantly shout down those trying to take advantage of the First Amendment.
On those same campuses, the professors praise the likes of Mao, Fidel and Che. As a result, the students voice hatred of Israel, and they demonstrate on behalf of suicide bombers and other Islamic fruitcakes.
High profile members of the pop culture such as Michael Moore, Rosie O’Donnell, Jon Stewart, Joy Behar, Bill Maher and Janeane Garofalo, pander to the dumbest of the dumb, and are then heralded for their candor, their courage and their cutting-edge wit.
Oliver Stone proudly strolls hand in hand with Hugo Chavez at a film festival, and Sean Penn wants anyone who calls Chavez a dictator to be arrested. Steven Spielberg confesses that the seven hours he spent with Fidel Castro were the most important hours of his life.
James Cameron, who condemns American technology for destroying the planet, sees no irony in the fact that he spent hundreds of millions of dollars on American technology in order to make a 3-hour movie about the evils of American technology. Being as intellectually myopic as he obviously is helps explain why there is not even a glimmer of humor in any of his films.
Half of Hollywood has signed a petition on behalf of child rapist Roman Polanski, demanding that he not be prosecuted for his vile crime. For my part, I would have thought it was more than enough that the shameless brown noses showed their support for the pervert by giving him an Oscar a few years ago.
Woody Allen, who’s old enough to know better, said, “It would be good if Obama could be dictator for a few years because he could do a lot of good things quickly.” Allen, who was also old enough to know better than to take nude photos of his teenage step-daughter, added, “I am pleased with Obama. I think he is brilliant. The Republican Party should get out of his way and stop trying to hurt him.”
In case any of you have ever wondered why all the Jews who might have left didn’t get out of Germany before Hitler could translate “Mein Kampf” into national policy, perhaps Woody Allen’s remarks will provide at least a partial answer. Maybe they, too, thought it would be a good idea if Hitler could be dictator for a few years.
Hollywood is a community of like-minded idiots who are terribly concerned with things that pollute the atmosphere, such as cigarette smoke and carbon emissions, but take no responsibility for polluting the culture with pornography, vulgarity, rap music and movies that inevitably portray businessmen as villains, American soldiers as sadists and conservatives as morons.
In the meantime, we see the President of the United States talking trash to the people of Arizona while bowing and scraping to the President of Mexico. We also see his assistant secretary of state, a guy named Michael Posner, a wuss who no doubt spent his high school years being given well-deserved wedgies, denouncing Arizona to those paragons of virtue and defenders of human rights, the Red Chinese!
Speaking of Obama, I must confess that I long for the early days of his administration when it was simply the content of his speeches that made me nauseous. But I guess he got tired of being teased about having to rely on teleprompters to say “Good evening,” because, of late, as if to pretend he is speaking off the cuff, he has begun swiveling his head like a metronome every few seconds.
Someone should tell him it’s not fooling anyone. We all know that he’s now using two Teleprompters, one on each side, and I, for one, wish he’d stop. Listening to him was bad enough, but watching him these days is making me seasick.