"Why Liberals Hate America"
In Bruce Springsteen's tune "Glory Days," The Boss weaves the tale of a guy whom we all know. He sings of a middle-aged fellow whose life peaked as a high school sports hero. The former jock's evenings are now spent at the local bar, regaling all with stories of his brief success and synthetic heroics.
Such describes perfectly the liberal philosophy generally, and Tom Daschle particularly.
Liberals suffer from a number of maladies and delusions, but several are painfully obvious. First, not only are they incapable of taking care of themselves, they cannot comprehend why they should be FORCED to take care of themselves. They are terrified of everything that is not pre-processed, homogenized and approved by an official governmental entity. "Governmental Entity," by the way, is defined as Martin Sheen, a guy who's not the President but plays one on TV.
That the recycling truck might be an hour late propels liberals into a state of near hysteria. That someone might actually own a gun sends them running to the therapist for Prozac, grief-counseling and Deepak Chopra seminars. They seek order, safety and security at any cost, rather than individuality, liberty and freedom.
The goals of a totalitarian, Fascist state are reflected in the ramblings of liberal politicians and Hollywood idiots. They say they want peace, but the sort of peace they seek is more akin to slavery then it is the ideals upon which America was founded.
Following the "Glory Days" scenario, liberals are bitter, angry and dogmatic. They cannot believe they lost the 2000 and 2002 elections. They feel the conservative ascendancy is an anomaly, and wax nostalgic over the administration of a lecherous sociopath who offered soothing words but never a vestige of reality, substance or results. They yearn for a choreographed fantasy world which disputes human nature. They swoon at the idea of standing on the side of the hill while reciting poetry with talking raccoons and drinking decaffeinated Coke.
Liberals want to play happily in a field of daisies, unable to accept that we live in a time of daisy cutters. True, if their desires were the rule of the land they would get their wish. Our enemies would gladly provide that field of daisies, and make certain every single American - liberal or conservative - was pushing them up.
The garden variety leftist attacks our country with every breath, oblivious to the fact that their ability to speak out, to acquire their toys, to travel and protest and whine, are provided by the very system they despise. They know only hate for those who disagree with their Utopian vision of unchecked liberalism. They immediately label as racists any who counter their nonsensical ramblings with the logic of protecting our sovereignty and future. They want but one thing...for their fellow travelers to control Congress and the White House.
The personification of this ideology is Tom Daschle. Shortly after the President gave Saddam Hussein his ultimatum, the diminutive Daschle donned his elevator shoes, climbed a tall stepladder and stood on his soapbox. "I am saddened that this president failed so miserably at diplomacy that we're now forced to war," said Senator Shortcake. "I'm saddened that we have to give up one life because this president couldn't create the kind of diplomatic effort that was so critical for our country."
South Dakota should be embarrassed. Daschle, still in shock over his loss of the undeserved power and prestige he once held, never misses an opportunity to engage in character assassination. He doesn't ask questions. He blubbers. He is an angry little man who cares far more about his party than he does his country.
Diplomacy? The President worked for months to try and bring a speck of rationality to those who openly despise the US. Diplomacy failed due to the irrelevant UN weasels who refused to enforce 12 years worth of their own mandates. They were led by France, a country that sold Iraq nuclear materials and stands to risk billions of dollars in oil contracts if their friendly neighborhood butcher is deposed.
But the second half of Daschle's quote is far worse than the first. As a government "leader," Daschle should know that Saddam will portray his moronic words as a sign that the American government is in disarray at the highest level. He should know the Butcher will use those words for propaganda purposes, hoping to fire up troops that, perhaps, were losing their morale.
Tom is saddened? Well boo hoo. I'll be saddened if we lose one American life because Daschle's self-serving attempt to stain George Bush might convince a single Iraqi soldier that we are not united, might lead him to think there's a chance of winning. I'm saddened that giving such comfort to the enemy might convince one of Saddam's minions to shoot a brave American soldier in the back, rather than laying down his rifle in fear. I'm saddened that Daschle's words, all over CNN and heard in Baghdad, might lead an Iraqi Republican Guardsman to pull the trigger rather than waving the white flag.
It would be nice, if just for a few days, Tom Daschle would recall that he's an American first and a liberal second.
C'mon Tom...you can pretend, can't you?
In Bruce Springsteen's tune "Glory Days," The Boss weaves the tale of a guy whom we all know. He sings of a middle-aged fellow whose life peaked as a high school sports hero. The former jock's evenings are now spent at the local bar, regaling all with stories of his brief success and synthetic heroics.
Such describes perfectly the liberal philosophy generally, and Tom Daschle particularly.
Liberals suffer from a number of maladies and delusions, but several are painfully obvious. First, not only are they incapable of taking care of themselves, they cannot comprehend why they should be FORCED to take care of themselves. They are terrified of everything that is not pre-processed, homogenized and approved by an official governmental entity. "Governmental Entity," by the way, is defined as Martin Sheen, a guy who's not the President but plays one on TV.
That the recycling truck might be an hour late propels liberals into a state of near hysteria. That someone might actually own a gun sends them running to the therapist for Prozac, grief-counseling and Deepak Chopra seminars. They seek order, safety and security at any cost, rather than individuality, liberty and freedom.
The goals of a totalitarian, Fascist state are reflected in the ramblings of liberal politicians and Hollywood idiots. They say they want peace, but the sort of peace they seek is more akin to slavery then it is the ideals upon which America was founded.
Following the "Glory Days" scenario, liberals are bitter, angry and dogmatic. They cannot believe they lost the 2000 and 2002 elections. They feel the conservative ascendancy is an anomaly, and wax nostalgic over the administration of a lecherous sociopath who offered soothing words but never a vestige of reality, substance or results. They yearn for a choreographed fantasy world which disputes human nature. They swoon at the idea of standing on the side of the hill while reciting poetry with talking raccoons and drinking decaffeinated Coke.
Liberals want to play happily in a field of daisies, unable to accept that we live in a time of daisy cutters. True, if their desires were the rule of the land they would get their wish. Our enemies would gladly provide that field of daisies, and make certain every single American - liberal or conservative - was pushing them up.
The garden variety leftist attacks our country with every breath, oblivious to the fact that their ability to speak out, to acquire their toys, to travel and protest and whine, are provided by the very system they despise. They know only hate for those who disagree with their Utopian vision of unchecked liberalism. They immediately label as racists any who counter their nonsensical ramblings with the logic of protecting our sovereignty and future. They want but one thing...for their fellow travelers to control Congress and the White House.
The personification of this ideology is Tom Daschle. Shortly after the President gave Saddam Hussein his ultimatum, the diminutive Daschle donned his elevator shoes, climbed a tall stepladder and stood on his soapbox. "I am saddened that this president failed so miserably at diplomacy that we're now forced to war," said Senator Shortcake. "I'm saddened that we have to give up one life because this president couldn't create the kind of diplomatic effort that was so critical for our country."
South Dakota should be embarrassed. Daschle, still in shock over his loss of the undeserved power and prestige he once held, never misses an opportunity to engage in character assassination. He doesn't ask questions. He blubbers. He is an angry little man who cares far more about his party than he does his country.
Diplomacy? The President worked for months to try and bring a speck of rationality to those who openly despise the US. Diplomacy failed due to the irrelevant UN weasels who refused to enforce 12 years worth of their own mandates. They were led by France, a country that sold Iraq nuclear materials and stands to risk billions of dollars in oil contracts if their friendly neighborhood butcher is deposed.
But the second half of Daschle's quote is far worse than the first. As a government "leader," Daschle should know that Saddam will portray his moronic words as a sign that the American government is in disarray at the highest level. He should know the Butcher will use those words for propaganda purposes, hoping to fire up troops that, perhaps, were losing their morale.
Tom is saddened? Well boo hoo. I'll be saddened if we lose one American life because Daschle's self-serving attempt to stain George Bush might convince a single Iraqi soldier that we are not united, might lead him to think there's a chance of winning. I'm saddened that giving such comfort to the enemy might convince one of Saddam's minions to shoot a brave American soldier in the back, rather than laying down his rifle in fear. I'm saddened that Daschle's words, all over CNN and heard in Baghdad, might lead an Iraqi Republican Guardsman to pull the trigger rather than waving the white flag.
It would be nice, if just for a few days, Tom Daschle would recall that he's an American first and a liberal second.
C'mon Tom...you can pretend, can't you?
Not. 
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