So poor Giuliani has been gang jumped by the palace eunuchs mainstream media, for daring insinuate that perhaps Obama doesn’t love the US. This attack eunuchs thing is a new refinement. Most middle eastern potentates content themselves with having guarding eunuchs, but then we’re Americans and we’re nothing if not innovative.
You must understand the way the media is behaving is very familiar to me. It resembles nothing so much but a pack of village women, vaguely related by marriage and affinity, going into a flinging flutter over “what their Rudy said about our Barry.”
So the whole episode has assumed nostalgic overtones, reminded me of my childhood, and made me smile. Particularly because it resembles that time when it was revealed the pharmacist had a secret life, and we all pretended to be indignant along with his kin, but really, the entire village knew that he wasn’t… shall we say… in the petticoat line. His family were simply the last to know and their outrage at what had been obvious to the rest of us forever became the cherry on top of the farce.
Which brings us to the real point of this digression.
This is not whether a third generation red-diaper baby raised abroad, who by his own admission sought out communists and other America-hating communities loves his country or not, because well… for most of this country (over 50% according to a survey, and mind you these always skew left) the question is not a question and the fact that the man who can barely sit still through the pledge of allegiance, hates our founding documents and thinks we should grant people “positive rights” (like, oh, the USSR) is not overfond of us is not a surprise. I mean, he sat through “Goddamn America” and wrote in his premature autobiography (like a premature ejaculation but funnier) that if it came to a war between America and the Caliphate he’d side with the caliphate.
Love America? I wonder who the 47% are who thinks he does, and whether they’ve been out from under that rock for the last decade.
The matter is more… apropos, though, and it goes something like this “Why do leftists hate the very sight of the flag?”
They do, you know? It’s a very weird thing, to the point that if you put a flag out it serves as a crypto party identification.
I’m not saying democrats, mind. There is what I call a certain kitchen-table democrat, who listens only to the MSM and therefore thinks the democrats are the “reasonable” party. He’s perhaps not happy with them, but the MSM doesn’t label them “extremists” so they must be reasonable. So, week before the election, he hashes it out over the dinner table and decides to hold his nose and vote democrat again, because that Sarah Palin wants to establish a theocracy, and Paul Ryan flings grandmas off cliffs.
These people are mal-informed but not “real” leftists in the sense of “progressives” and they by and large love the country. (87% of them in fact, according to the same survey, which tells you the real size of the malignancy.)
But the real progressives can’t stand the sight of the flag. Some flew them the day their Barry was elected (I always wondered if it was a “don’t pound me, really.”) but never before and never again.
In fact, shortly after 9/11 when flags were everywhere my (I had some then) progressive friends were distinctly uncomfortable and a few went so far as to vent at being “revolted” by the flag-waving. The rest of us were comforted and vaguely cheered that our people still loved the nation and were reacting with unity and wound-binding.
And their Barry practically had to be held down and have a flag pinned on him when it was noticed he was the only candidate not wearing it.
Besides, don’t take my word for it. Wear a flag lapel pin to the next SF con fraught (always) with leftists and see the reactions you get, the wide-eyed stares, the frowns, the spittle-flecked rants (if you’re lucky.)
You’ll be informed that America is a nation of slave owners, exploiters, warmongers. The fact that in a real-world comparison we come out looking positively saintly in comparison to other nations doesn’t matter. Communism is preferable, if done right. (This time…) And they’re for peace. And Capitalism is as bad as communism if not worse because it fosters inequality and consumerism, and…
We don’t react that way to the sight of symbols of regimes we hate. TXRed admitted to having a USSR fur hat, and heck, I have considered one. And though I wouldn’t put it on my wall (I have a cold war injury. It really hurts when I think of communism) I can admire the “art” of the USSR from a kitchy pov.
We make fun, we get angry but we don’t RECOIL from the symbol like a vampire from a cross. (Usaian holy symbols, forever.)
Now there are various explanations for the vampire’s reaction. They range from the deeply theological, about vampires being possessed by a demon, and not human at all, to the more soft-pedaled, where they’re reminded they purchased death in life at the expense of eternal life, and can’t stand the symbol of the bargain they struck.
And there you have the heart of it, actually.
You see, the US constitution is one of liberty. Those “negative rights” that so incense their Barry are the recognition of “natural rights” every human being has, and which you can’t control without infringing. The “positive rights” Barry loves are actually a term for slavery. (No? How not?? “Universal healthcare” is lovely if it came down from the clouds fully formed. However, in this world we live in, it means the conscripting of doctors and nurses to work for money dictated by the government (or no money in some parts of the world) on pain of being killed or thrown in jail. The same with “universal housing” and all the other “Positive rights.” If they require a positive effort and work on another human beings part, they’re conscription and slavery.)
Negative, or natural rights require only the GOVERNMENT not violate them, and are consistent with a nation state that is free and minds its own business. (I’m not saying we have that, mind, only that it’s consistent.) Positive rights, like all slave regimes, require an empire and an ever widening net of conquests to provide slaves (by any other name) to provide those goodies.
BUT these poor people don’t understand liberty and they don’t understand minding your own business.
They bought, hook, line, sinker and tasty, tasty worm, the USSR propaganda that their was “universal” and “freedom” and that we were war mongers.
They’ve been told – indoctrinated, in their red, blood-tinted religion into – the idea that the choice is between Nazis and communists. And because we’re not communist, we must be Nazis. (This is like that East German creature who called me Fascist because I’m a libertarian. Surely you remember, from Hogan’s heroes: “Ve Haff vays to make you be free!”)
In this crazycakes spectrum and vision of the world, the only difference between the regimes is that the Nazis were nationalist and the Red Fascists were not.
This is a blatant lie, of course. The “internationalism” of the USSR always meant that the whole world would be one country, and that country would be Russia.
It is also accepted wisdom in most of the world, including Europe, where any display of affection for one’s homeland is viewed as a sign of impending fascism. (Which also causes them to dramatically misunderstand the US.)
So our poor progressives assume when we show any love for our country, we’re threatening to go on a conquest-rampage, throw minorities in camps and march in truly tasteless uniforms while goose-stepping.
The fact that both unnecessary wars and putting people in camps happened under their sainted co-religionist presidents escapes them totally. Probably because they know no real history.
Since we live in an age when the information IS available, and I’m a kind and caring person (coff) I propose we fly and wear the flag at every possible opportunity. When the rage-spittle ensues, we take the opportunity to lecture them back. And perhaps if they see enough flags, they’ll learn to use internet searches, who knows?
At any rate, their discomfort is not our fault. (Also, it’s funny!)
So fly the flag and enjoy it, and try not to smirk too loud at the would-be epileptic seizures of fury. If we’re all very lucky, maybe they’ll rage-quit the country. I volunteer to pay one non-return passage to Cuba for the first one who asks. It will hurt, but it’s for a good cause. They get to see what pseudo-non-nationalist socialism really is like.
And meanwhile, here in the land of the would-be free we have work to do.
In the end, we win, they lose. But liberty isn’t free.
We must rebuild a respect for our natural rights. It will take time. We’ve been marching the other way for 100 years. (Goose-stepping too.) We must write. We must read. We must educate. We must turn this culture around.
Go to it.