Bent Notes

1994, Citibank.

 The only real problem for me, and all my homies here at BN, being that our freedom, and this Western civilization that has made our lives so liveable, goes down the tubes if you don’t get a clue, and pronto.

 This s— of not letting your campaign bring up Rev. Wright is not just suicidal but genocidal.

. . . no longer stands for “mainstream,” but rather “Marxist Suck-up.”

Exhibit A is Douglass Daniel’s AP “analysis” of Sarah Palin’s remarks referenced in the last post.  In the first paragraph, he used the term “racially tinged,” and I thought, Huh?  So I read down a few more graphs, to where he says that, Palin and the McCain campaign run the risk of her “not the way we see America” comment being perceived as racist, “whether it was meant that way or not.”

Well, s—!  No one was going to see it that way UNTIL YOU ENGAGED IN THIS VULGAR RACE-BAITING, YOU STINKING TOTALITARIAN CHUNK OF DOG VOMIT!

Then there’s Tom Brokaw’s characterization of Bill Ayers as having evolved from a “radical” into an “educational reformer.”

When I first heard Sean Hannity declare that 2008 marked the death of the profession of journalism, I thought it was a bit overheated, a purple moment of talk-show hyperbole.

No, he is spot-on.

Gwen Ifill, the moderator of Thursday’s VP debate, is hardly an objective journalist.

He Who Is Not Only A Marxist But A Vulgar Victim-Monger, A Solipcist, And A Fool To Boot trots out the race card again.  It’s the quintessence of the Freedom-Hater rule of polemical engagement: preemptively strike those who point out your very real blightedness on both a policy and personal level by telling your brainwashed minions that your opponents are trying to scare them by tapping into some kind of core bigotry.

Modern Conservatism has a marvelous refutation of this dog vomit.

This man must not become president.

UPDATE: And you may have heard about his exhoration to the masses to keep their car tires properly inflated as a better energy plan than drilling for oil.  Does this guy have a grand vision of America’s future or what?

He must not become president.

Michelle Malkin on how the House of Representatives has chosen to spend its time given all that’s on the nation’s plate these days.

Mike Adams gets involved in an embarrasingly stupid situation at one of my employers, IUPUI.

A lot of good it did for Rev. Wright to retire.

I was wondering if anyone else had seen Alice Walker’s idiotic gush-fest over He Who Walks On Water in The Guardian today, and felt compelled to comment on it.  Turns out Confederate Yankee did, and has articulated my reaction perfectly.

He Who Maybe Doesn’t Walk On Water After All gave his once-and-for-all-head-on-addressing of the Rev. Wright issue in Philadelphia this morning.  Some initial thoughts:

- It was, as one would expect, structurally well-crafted.  Still, his attempt at tiptoeing along the fencerow - not “disowning” Rev. Wright, but using what he thought was strong language to repudiate “some of” Rev. Wright’s “political views” - falls short of what most Americans know is needed: the calling out of Rev. Wright as a venom-spewing vessel of hate.

- Of course, Obama can’t do that.  Those shouting, clapping throngs in the pews at Trinity Church and in other such sanctuaries where “liberation theology” and “social justice” are preached are the most important part of his base.

- The talk-show hosts and political commentators he called out as blurring some supposed line between bogus racism and some kind of real and still-prevalent racism are surely going to be all over him demanding that he give concrete evidence of this supposed real racism they have supposedly blurred.

- It’s not surprising that he wound the whole thing up with a call for Americans to unify to tackle what he says are the pressing issues before us, which would be, of course, such hard-left boilerplate as “climate change’ and “income inequality.”

- It was well-crafted enough that it will probably stem the bit of political hemorraging he experienced this past week.

- That, in turn, is going to make the smoke coming out of the H-Word Creature’s  nostrils all the more hot-coal flashing red.  Another way of putting that is to say that superdelegates just went up yet another notch in importance.  It’s going to be a bloodbath in Denver this summer.

I don’t have an entire post’s worth to say about every development that comes down the pike, so I’m always glad to defer to my keenly observant and exquisitely articulate fellow bloggers when the situation warrants.  Such is the case with Teri O’Brien’s treatment of how the left side of the American political spectrum treated MLK Day.

One of the Jena 6 defendants shows off his bling and a mouthful of dollars.