I’m way behind on my e-mails, yet again. It’s part of a curve with a very large arc to it, as we slowly stagger back toward sanity following this wild, crazy summer with the house and so forth.
During these wild spates of sorting dozens and dozens of pages of e-mail, as I question whether I’m going about it the most efficient way, I’m also noticing things I otherwise would not notice. Great volumes of news articles, opinion columns, blog comments, marketing communiques, et al, flow past me, days’ or weeks’ worth in a matter of minutes, and I start to see trends.
My observation is that when liberals disagree with everybody else, I perceive that the liberals, and everybody else, are talking past each other. They live in a different world. That’s not news, of course; my observation lately is how that world of theirs is separated from everybody else’s.
This mystifies people, myself included, especially when liberals take positions on things that are so readily refuted by easily observed facts. Like Michael Moore’s famous “There is no terrorist threat,” for example. Here on Planet Earth, real people like you and me hear that, and we interpret it to mean:
“I’m putting my credibility on the line here, there is no terrorist threat.” Or, “I can support the position, with facts and logic, that there is no terrorist threat.”
That is not what liberals mean to say at all. What they mean to say, in this instance, is: “We wish to promulgate the notion that there is no terrorist threat.” Or, “It benefits our political objectives to promulgate the notion that there is no terrorist threat.”
This is what Reagan was observing, although perhaps he didn’t consciously realize it, when he said: “The trouble with our Liberal friends is not that they’re ignorant; it’s just that they know so much that isn’t so.” (Yes, really.) It’s got to do with this bit about “knowing.” It doesn’t mean the same thing to liberals that it means to normal people. What they “know,” is what they wish for others, as many other people as possible, to also “know.”
But as to whether or not it “is so”? They couldn’t possibly care less. That goes for things like:
The border is secure.
We are more free, when we start throwing people in jail for refusing to officiate gay weddings.
There is no need for voter ID because there is no such thing as voter fraud.
That doesn’t sound like something George Washington would have said.
ObamaCare is working great.
Muslims, as an identifiable religious sect, are no more dangerous than Christians.
Global warming, on the other hand, will kill us all.
…whereas, a global warming tax of some kind will surely save the planet.
Iraq was never a threat to us.
With things like this, proggies live on a sort of “Promulgation Planet” — they do not live on Earth, with the rest of us, because when they say “X” they don’t mean to say “We stake our reputation and our credibility on X.” What they’re doing is showing us the moves to a sort of dance. Put your left foot here, put your right foot there, ObamaCare is working great, the Washington quote is spurious, the border is secure. It is the message itself, not the content of it or the support for it, that matters.
It is the kind of warped thinking that arises, in a naturally consequential way, from valuing consensus as proof. The next step in the fallacious thinking is to try to shape reality by shaping the consensus.
Update 10/28/14: I’m sure I could add to those examples all day, but it’s hard to see how I could have missed this (via Hot Air): “Don’t let anybody tell you that raising the minimum wage will kill jobs…they always say that…Don’t let anybody tell you that it’s corporations and businesses that create jobs”.
Clinton’s comment will likely be used frequently to attack her as another big-government Democrat as she begins her widely assumed presidential bid.
Gee, ya think? How unfair that would be, like, golly.
What makes more sense: “I’m putting my credibility on the line, we have the proof that businesses do not create jobs.” Or — “It benefits our political objectives to promulgate the notion that it isn’t businesses that create the jobs.” You go on down through the daisy-chain of risible lefty statements, and each one may at first sound like it’s supposed to be an expression of defensible and verifiable truth. Many of the promulgators certainly do seem to feel that way about it.
But, in each case, you’ll find it makes a great deal more sense to evaluate the expression as a set of instructions, to be exercised and then relayed to more who will likewise relay and exercise: How to minimize the damage to a failed political ideology that does not, and cannot, deliver on its promises.





These people may be, or may not be, physically lazy. In fact, since the definition of their class has to do with observing something about to be done, and then taking measures to stop it, statistically they’ll probably end up being un-lazy compared to the average. But there is some unconventional sort of laziness happening here. You see it in the question: “Why did you…?” concluded with a meta question-mark. I say “meta” because the conventional question-mark is the termination point of an interrogative statement, which is expected to be met with an answer or a rebuttal. The askers of the why-did-you inquiry, on the other hand, do not expect a rebuttal or an answer. What they expect is a cessation of the activity that inspired their meta-question.
I will add that I regularly see an approx. 5 year old boy in my street playing in dresses and that I see no harm in that, nor would I if he were to be featured in an advert for children’s health. Quite the contrary. What I personally don’t like is that your title seems to suggest that if one doesn’t subscribe to your idea of sexism, one is a sexist.
Maybe we should give them the vote, too! If Ebola was concentrated in Finland and Norway — certainly Israel! — we’d have had a travel ban on Day One.
Back to the walls, though. Liberals do believe in them. The “ninety-nine percent” are in the right, and the one-percenters are wrong. But of course, if someone in Obama’s inner circle says something and someone outside the ring of power says the opposite, we need to go with the elitist position and that other guy should become more and more of a pariah, the longer it takes him to reverse course. Got that? Having power means you’re always right, having money means you’re always wrong. It takes nothing more to upset this apple cart, than to notice that power tends to follow money and money tends to follow power. They’ll reconcile that the way they reconcile everything else, by elevating theory above practice. Reality, sheesh, what does IT know, pffft. Stupid right-wing redneck reality. It probably
So far the debate has been whether or not the lesbian couple is racist. I will not address that issue because I believe there is something much larger at stake here. I want to instead highlight the legacy that decades of artificial reproductive technologies has left us: a society that sees children as products…
So, yeah. After umptyfratz-many-years of listening to feminists complain about “women/girls being objectified,” we find out — very late, perhaps far too late — this was a thing after all, but not a woman/girl thing by any means. And appreciating the sight of a nice-looking stripper, or female teevee show character, was not the problem. The problem boils down to, as real problems often do boil down to, one of too much sitting-around and not enough achievement. We’ve become just like spoiled teenagers coming up with excuses for not taking out the garbage.
Fashion. Here’s a pic of Zooey Deschanel wearing something very sensible. Could the lady taking the survey see herself in the same item? Or would she rather go for the standby of no-makeup, hair-in-a-bun, ratty tee shirt, and workout pants that haven’t seen a workout. Or maybe something that nice, but with a hefty serving of slut-culture thrown in? With some male sucker paying for it, as long as the price-tag is really high? With twelve-inch spiked fuck-me heels to make Paris Hilton proud?
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Just amazing.