Poor Dead Charlie, Plastic Nay-sayers and Springtime for Hitler

Charlie Norwood, whose obituary states

…a Republican from Georgia who tirelessly promoted a patients’ bill of rights and who sought stricter immigration policies…

[…] A colorful tobacco-chewing dentist first elected to public office during the 1994 GOP sweep of Congress, Rep. Norwood did not hesitate to stand up for his conservative principles, even if it meant criticizing his party. Last year, the plainspoken legislator called fellow Republicans who backed compromise immigration legislation “turncoats.”

Warning that the nation faces a “true invasion” of illegal immigrants, he called for putting nearly 40,000 troops on the U.S.-Mexico border. He co-wrote a provision to the recent Deficit Reduction Act that bars illegal aliens from getting Medicaid.

“After years of listening to ‘advocates’ whine about compassion for those who intentionally break our laws for financial gain, I’m glad to see us finally showing some compassion for our own poor and sick who abide by the law,” he said a year ago in a news release.

has been branded, post-humously no less, as “Most Partisian Congressman.” As The Anchoress so slyly notes

Hmmm. I can’t help thinking that the WaPo stuck poor old Charlie Norwood at the top spot to shield Mrs. Pelosi from bearing distinction of being the “#1, absolutely most 100% partisan member of congress” all by herself…and because if they hadn’t used Norwood, the “most partisan” Republican you’d see would come in at #174.

Dead guys are easy targets – they can’t come back to defend themselves from character smears. Even if the volley was intended to protect aging “beauty” queens; it is still tacky and tastleless. And typical. The Norwoods deserve an apology.

Speaking of plastic surgery, the rubber faced Democratic whiners are aghast at any good news on the War on Terror (see, I said it!) that slips through their media filters. The Dem Whip, James Clyburn, says that good news is “a problem for us.” Yeah, right. Good news for America, freedom and liberty = bad news for Democrats.

House Majority Whip James Clyburn (D-S.C.) said Monday that a strongly positive report on progress on Iraq by Army Gen. David Petraeus likely would split Democrats in the House and impede his party’s efforts to press for a timetable to end the war.

Clyburn, in an interview with the washingtonpost.com video program PostTalk, said Democrats might be wise to wait for the Petraeus report, scheduled to be delivered in September, before charting next steps in their year-long struggle with President Bush over the direction of U.S. strategy.

Clyburn noted that Petraeus carries significant weight among the 47 members of the Blue Dog caucus in the House, a group of moderate to conservative Democrats. Without their support, he said, Democratic leaders would find it virtually impossible to pass legislation setting a timetable for withdrawal.

“I think there would be enough support in that group to want to stay the course and if the Republicans were to stay united as they have been, then it would be a problem for us,” Clyburn said. “We, by and large, would be wise to wait on the report.”

While wannabe socialites pretend to be socialists, possibly down the street from the new neighborhood madrassa, there’s a new musical a-brewing. Staying true to the Dem’s favorite musical, Springtime for Hitler; it has catchy tunes, clever lyrics. Be sure to watch for the dancing burqas. I wonder if they can make a Busby Berkeley-esque crescent moon – just like the dancing stormtroopers made a swastika. Opening Wednesday, in SCAWT-LAND!

“Don’t be stupid, be a smarty / Come and join the Nazi Party!”

Yeah, but will it play in Denmark? (Turn the sound, if at work.)

A Warm Fuzzie

Learning never stops. If college teaches you anything, it is that you never stop educating yourself. You find new interests, revisit old ones.

This is a great story. For those who live in Atlanta (or those thinking about it-you know who you are!), Spa Sydell is the ultimate treat.

Arthur Harris attended college for barely two months — when he was 17 — before dropping out and joining the Navy. Decades later, while he was working in the skin-care business, he went to Georgia State University.

Now, at 81, he’s finally earned his bachelor’s degree.

[…]Harris, co-founder of Spa Sydell, received his diploma from Kennesaw State University on Monday. In a school that always has attracted nontraditional students, Harris was as nontraditional as it gets: He is the oldest student ever to graduate from the Cobb County university.

At commencement, proudly wearing his black-and-gold gown, he was the only one to stand up when KSU President Dan Papp asked those graduates older than 80 to rise. Harris got two standing ovations.

“I felt I had my own place, not out of place,” says Harris, an English major who graduated cum laude in a sea of graduates young enough to be his grandchildren.

For the past three years, not unlike his classmates, Harris took two or three classes a semester and stayed up late to write papers on his computer. He even went to Italy this summer in a study abroad program.

[…]Now that he has his bachelor’s degree, Harris wants to spend time talking to older people about going back to college.

“Life is so much easier for people who are willing to pay the price up-front and invest in an education,” he says.

“I never was willing to pay the price, but it still could have been done.”

As for school, he’s still not satisfied. Next month, he is going back to KSU to start his bachelor’s of science in psychology.

“After that, who knows?,” he says, hinting of a master’s degree.

“If I last long enough.”

Here he is in his cap and gown (picture-Andy Sharp/AJC).

Arthur Harris

Just adorable!

Help Wanted – Projectionist Apply Within

You knew it was only a matter of time.

Cynthia McKinney Sues the AJC:

Former Congresswoman Cynthia McKinney has filed a lawsuit against The Atlanta Journal-Constitution, claiming the paper libeled her in at least two editorials and a news article.

The lawsuit was filed Thursday in Fulton County State Court against the newspaper, its parent company, Cox Enterprises, as well as its publisher, managing editor and editorial page editor Cynthia Tucker.

Among other allegations, the lawsuit alleges the paper contained libelous and defamatory statements in two of Tucker’s 2006 columns, including one about the congresswoman’s altercation with a Capitol Hill police officer in a Washington office building.

Rather than learn adult lessons from her mistakes, she has to find someone to blame. And she can’t blame the Jews, since she blamed them for her previous defeat. Poor, deluded woman. She needs to take a long, hard look in the mirror. And find a good shrink. Or two. Or three. They all are well-versed in diagnosing PROJECTION and the wealth of enfantile delusions that support it.

It amazes me that with good news begging to be told, this is what we get out of the media.

Why I Love Jesus

Truegrit tagged me with this a couple of days ago…

The Rules:
Those tagged will share 5 things they “love” about Jesus. Those tagged will tag 5 other bloggers. Those tagged will provide a link in the comments section here with their name so that others can read them.

Mother Teresa once said (paraphrased) “God will never give you more than you can handle. I just wish He didn’t trust me so much…”

1. He died to save me and you and everyone else. Even the Muslims, who are so determined to wipe out every visage of His name.

2. He loves me even when I’m unloveable. And that’s a lot of the time.

3. He gives wisdom and strength, just when I need it, even when I don’t ask.

4. He watches over my children, even when I cannot.

5. He is always there.

I tag: The Anchoress, A Wing and a Prayer, Holy Fool (maybe this will awake his slumber!), One Cosmos, Common Folk Using Common Sense

Blindness and Insanity Are Not Mutually Exclusive

I had not planned to post today, what with a busy morning and the departmental picnic this afternoon. Plus I still have that Wlobal Garming post floating around in my head, growing daily like The Blob.

But…… winkwinknudgnudge …. well….. ok.

Yaacov Ben Moshe, the author of Breath of the Beast, sent me an email yesterday that really set this little brain to firing off. Good thing I wasn’t operating heavy machinery.

Everyone has list of daily favorites – mine includes the trifecta of shrinks: Dr. Sanity, Shrinkwrapped and Sigmund, Carl & Alfred. I read One Cosmos some, but he is always so deep; sometimes I just read Siggy’s translations.

Two days ago Siggy wrote a most excellent post on Arab/Islamic/Lefty dysfunction, putting forth the idea of ‘if Israel never existed, would the Arabs/Islamists be better behaved?’ The short answer is NO

The calamities are homemade. Stagnation and hopelessness have three root causes. The first is lack of freedom. The United Nations cites the persistence of absolute autocracies, bogus elections, judiciaries beholden to executives, and constraints on civil society. Freedom of expression and association are also sharply limited. The second root cause is lack of knowledge: Sixty-five million adults are illiterate, and some 10 million children have no schooling at all. As such, the Arab world is dropping ever further behind in scientific research and the development of information technology. Third, female participation in political and economic life is the lowest in the world. Economic growth will continue to lag as long as the potential of half the population remains largely untapped.

Then yesterday, he followed up with this jewel on the lock-step dance of the Left (Read them both) [emphasis-mine]

It is clear that many ‘progressives’ are actually regressive. The ‘my way or the highway’ kind of thinking is devolutionary, as if any and all disagreements are always invalid. The vitriol and visceral hatred of the current administration is a good example. No difference of opinion will be tolerated. Disagree and the well oiled machine of personal destruction comes out. The shameful display of that truth was evident during the confirmation hearings of Supreme Court Justice Samuel Alito.

Tens, if not hundreds of millions have died because of leftist ‘my way or the highway’ ideologies. Disagree with the powers that be or want to be, and there are calls of, ‘Death to…! Disagree loud enough and you are marked for death. We all got a taste of that as the cartoon riots unfolded. That was a clear case of ‘my way or the highway’ unleashed on democratic societies.

‘My way or the highway’ is a nothing more than a regression to a more barbaric time, when disputes, disagreements and different ideas were settled only when blood was spilled. That was an earlier incarnation of ‘my way or the highway.’

What leftists desperately want you to forget is that we are morally obligated not to get along with those whose ideas are and beliefs espouse violence, hate and evil. We are morally obligated not to give them a platform to preach their hate and we are morally obligated not to equate their values with our own. While we cannot stop anyone from believing what they will, we are morally obligated to deny them credibility.

Where am I going, you ask? I am giddy, to the point of elation!

Breath of the Beast’s post
dovetails with both of Siggy’s. Do they read each other? Probably. Yaacov Ben Moshe discusses how he’s been involved in the discussion with other bloggers who had picked up his post. How you can pick out the liberals by their off-base accusations, regurgitated talking points and lies of omission. How they won’t engage in debate, civily and sincerely, but just shout insults as they run away. He mentions the Ayaan Hirsi Ali/Avi Lewis interview, which I’d briefly touched on last week.

Lewis, in this clip, personifies the smug, self satisfied, passive aggressive argumentation style of the “progressive left”. But the very slickness of his approach combined with the emptiness of his arguments…

The same style used by Islamists. Think swarmy taqiya.

YBM’s post and the original post he was discussing (read them both) outline specific behaviors that in a one-on-one situation are diagnosable and treatable. But you can’t prescribe a pill or a series of therapies when these same behaviors effect entire sections of societies. There’s not enough jumper cables in the world for those shock treatments.

Despite the constant hammering of the MSM (aside – last night I ate a quick dinner at the Golden Arches Dinner Club. In the background, Wolf Blitzer and his minions droned on with their anti-Bush, anti-war, anti-American, anti-conservative, anti-anythingtheydontbelieveinrightnow gibberish. In less than 30 minutes, I was nauseous and it wasn’t from the food.), many see the Left and the Islamists in their true light. Many who are very smart; many with loads of readers; many who are not afraid to stand up for all that is good and right, not only in America, but around the world. The word is spreading.

The Left and Islam – Their blindness, their insanity, the basis of their evilness; they all go hand-in-hand.

UPDATE: Ahem. ‘Projection’ Exhibit A.

Officially Old

Today I feel Officially Old. Baby Girl is 20 today, but not officially until 5:48 pm. So no blogging today – participating in the parade of festivities. I wonder if I get my own float….

In the meantime, Fausta woke up on the wrong side of Cuba (again), the Siggster talks about Voldemort, oops, I mean Harry Reid and The Anchoress is fffiiiiiiinnnnnaaallllyyy back from her vacation.

The Obligatory Michael Vick Post and Dave from Cornwall

Now y’all have heard me say before “You can’t make a silk purse out of a sow’s ear” and of course, Siggy says “….you can put an ape in a tuxedo and even teach that ape to dance and use a knife and fork. In the end however, the only one who believes that the tuxedo camouflages the ape, is the ape himself.”

Today’s object lesson is Michael Vick. For those who have lived under a rock, he’s the “former quarterback” of the Atlanta Falcons. Lots have weighed in. The AJC even has a time line of his rise and fall. Atlanta fans can be fickle at best (just ask the Braves), but you don’t poop where you eat, pal. The day you flipped off the fans was the day most of them began to write you off. As I said then

Arthur Blank is a very shrewd businessman. Not everyone makes it to the bazillion dollar club. And he deserves more bang for his buck. When he bought the Falcons, he made it clear he wanted the franchise to be the best and they will never acheive that with the Vick albatross dangling around their neck like some gangsta bling.

NFL Commissioner Roger Goodell is completely justified in blocking him from attending Falcons’ camp.

“While it is for the criminal justice system to determine your guilt or innocence, it is my responsibility as commissioner of the National Football League to determine whether your conduct, even if not criminal, nonetheless violated league policies, including the Personal Conduct Policy,” Goodell wrote.

[…] With this ruling, more information can be gathered to chart a new course of action. If the NFL investigation finds that Vick violated its player conduct policy, more sanctions from the league could be forthcoming, as could discipline from the Falcons. Should the investigation show Vick did not infringe upon the policy, he might be allowed to return.

Until then, former Detroit Lions and Miami Dolphins starter Joey Harrington, signed as a free agent this spring, will be Atlanta’s new starting quarterback.

For Vick, the mandate allows him to concentrate on his legal situation.

Vick has hired prominent Washington D.C.-based defense attorney Billy Martin. Martin, a former federal prosecutor, recently defended former Atlanta mayor Bill Campbell in a public corruption trial. Vick has been working with his longtime lawyer Lawrence Woodward, who could be retained as council in some manner.

Billy Martin, Bill Campbell….hmmmm. That’s says a lot right there.

Terence Moore, also of the AJC, says “Vick is guilty of stupidity in the first degree”. Amen to that. HE SHOULD HAVE KNOWN BETTER.

Ok, I’m done.

Now, on a completely different subject….England is awash. In fact, one friend has a brother who lives on the banks of the Thames (hopefully, still) and another friend is due to fly there tomorrow. I hope they can find a runway. There’s be much finger-pointing and chicken-littling and tut-tutting. Of course, new PM Brown blames global warming. But I think the best thing I’ve read was on yesterday’s ThisIsLondon article

Ironic that after the scorn that was heaped on the US by the British media following Hurricane Katrina, we can’t cope with a thunder storm.

– Dave, Cornwall

Heh. ‘Nuf said.

Friday’s Stew

The giant stew pot of these week’s items is now ready for sampling. Have the Rolaids ready….

If you see something…

(Photoshop by Justin Higgins at Right on the Right.)

Joe Doe Dies at the hand of the Disarming Democrats. While you’re at it, read Debra Burlingame. What’s a patriot to do? Watch the homeland be blown away?

The brotherly love so touted by Queen Nancy at the beginning of her term has reached such dizzying heights that the Senate is having trouble getting it’s work done. Imagine that…

…lawmakers of both parties said they had rarely seen the tone so poisonous and the willingness to work together on the floor at such a low ebb.

“The last vestiges of courtesy seem to be going out the window,” said Sen. Trent Lott, R-Miss., who has served as majority and minority leader during his almost 20 years in the Senate. “Every time I think the Senate — Republican or Democrat — has gone to a point where you can’t go any lower, we go lower.”

Reid, Yep

Harry Reid dons propeller-hat during a self-contemplative moment. Now all he needs is a sliderule and some tape on his glasses. News at eleven.

Hillary is given what for by the Pentagon.

The Pentagon yesterday launched a blistering attack on Sen. Hillary Rodham Clinton for boosting “enemy propaganda” by demanding the U.S. military whip up plans for withdrawal from Iraq.

The forceful pummeling – in response to Clinton’s request that the Defense Department “prepare plans for the phased redeployment” – came in a terse letter to the Democratic presidential front-runner from Defense Undersecretary Eric Edelman.

“Premature and public discussion of the withdrawal of U.S. forces from Iraq reinforces enemy propaganda that the United States will abandon its allies in Iraq, much as we are perceived to have done in Vietnam, Lebanon and Somalia,” Edelman wrote in the July 16 letter.

“Such talk understandably unnerves the very same Iraqi allies we are asking to assume enormous personal risks,”…

Dan Riehl wonders about Fred. Amazing that the attacks continue unabated, despite the fact he hasn’t officially declared he’s even in the race. The Dhimm’s must be realllllllly afraid of him. And if 20 hours over a little more than a year’s time, OVER THE PHONE, counseling a client gets you the lobbyist label – well then, most people I know would be considered lobbyists.

Fausta has a cool roundup about the BBC’s blantant bias – the photo snit is just the “tip of the iceberg”, so to speak. Over the pond, the BBC is funded mostly by taxpayer funds, unlike here where our rags are funded mostly by advertising revenue. They all should be tarred and feathered.

Dennis Prager covers Ayaan Hirsi Ali vs Avi Lewis. It’s a two parter. Avi Lewis is beside himself with anti-Americanism. Ali 1, Lewis 0. Now go have a spit….

Go Boortz!

Found this link over on JihadWatch – Boortz gives an “outraged” Muslim caller what for!

Time Marches On

One of the many ways that evil seeped into Europe in the 1920’s and 30’s was through the press; not so much what they did say, but for what they didn’t. Whether they irresponsibly chose to ignore the signs or simply didn’t believe that such horrors would bloom forth, we’ll never know. But we do know, aided by their duplicity, that millions died. They weren’t the only ones that let their guard down, but with circulations in the millions across the continent, they could’ve gotten the word out alot faster than any pony express running up and down the Rhine. Today, the media’s agenda is so transparent that most of the Americans I know don’t even bother reading newspapers or watching network news shows anymore. It has become so patently obvious that the news we’re fed now is so censored and filtered to fit a far-left, liberal agenda. As I’ve said before, history does repeat itself. And it is, right before our eyes.

A new website is now available – the MediaMythBusters wiki. (h/t Fausta ) It’s a collecting place for proven media falsehoods. Now that “untraditional media”, i.e. blogs, has it’s eye on the big boys, maybe they’ll tell the truth occationally.

Truth Through Scrutiny — When inaccurate information is reported in the news media, especially when it is reported on the wire services and gets repeated worldwide, it is difficult to “take back” the initial report and correct the record. With the rise of new media such as talk radio and blogs, traditional media has come under increased scrutiny and some stories that in past generations might have been left to stand, have been exposed as false. Those instances, which are often relegated to small print at the back of the newspaper, will be collected [there].

Photoshopping, mytical “facts”, questionable sources. Same song, different verse.

Blogs are being mysteriously disabled. Another form of censorship.

Even history is being rewritten to fit the libral agenda. Winston Churchill is no longer considered “significant” enough for British students to study. More “relevant” topics include global warming and substance abuse. The same BBC that fawned over Hilter while not giving Churchill enough air-time in the 1930’s just last week blatantly fabricated a “snit” between Queen Elizabeth and Annie Liebowitz, a photographer. Don’t mess with the Queen. The BBC has been a continous disgrace for decades.

[Nazi Colonel Vogel is torturing Henry to get answers]
Colonel Vogel: What does the diary tell you that it doesn’t tell us?
Professor Henry Jones: It tells me that goose-stepping morons like yourself should try reading books instead of burning them.

Where’s Dr Jones when we need him?

Like the Nazis, the new/old enemy understands that a disinformation campaign can be an asset, especially for those hungry for knowledge. Like heading down a one-way street, but the wrong way. After all – taqiya – it’s allowed to lie if it advances the kingdom of Islam.

When researched, it turns out that this theory was produced by clerics of the Wahhabi regime in Saudi Arabia and the Muslim Brotherhood, as a plan to prevent Jihad and Jihadism from being depicted by the West and the international community as an illegal and therefore sanctioned activity. It was then forwarded to American- and Western-based interest groups to be spread within the Untied States, particularly within the defense and security apparatus. Such a deception further confuses U.S. national security perception of the enemy and plunges democracies back into the “black hole” of the 1990’s.

Despite repeated warnings, then and now, history looks to repeat itself. Siggy thoughtfully discussed the “new” Germany Monday

The past does not disappear. Certainly, the hurt and pain do not vanish from existence or history. However, those who ask forgiveness and those who grant forgiveness understand that those who caused them pain are no longer a part of their reality. There are new, better and elevated people that have taken their place.

The same truths apply to nations.

The Germany of today is not the Germany that sinned against the world and mankind in World War Two.

Germany took it upon itself to reflect and repent. The nation that was responsible for the Holocaust and the death of almost 50 million souls, is not now the same nation that it was. Free Germans took it upon themselves to self examine what it was that caused them to fall prey to the charisma of evil. After much painful reflection, they willingly accepted responsibility and the consequences of their actions. They assumed the necessary shame and did not try to place the blame for their own misdeeds and failures, elsewhere.

Germany has come a long way. She is still a nation that self examines, but she does not carry the burdens of the past. She remembers, of course, as she should and she is ever vigilant- but she is not the Germany of those dark days. Today’s Germany is a proud bastion of freedom. She is a nation that has grown and elevated herself. She doesn’t hide her well healed scars. The nation that Germany has become has no need to to do that. Her worth is determined by her actions of today, not by how well her scars can be hidden.

He also bemoans the fact that “feelings” have supplanted “facts” as news now.

There was a time when events shaped history. It was the ‘facts on the ground’ that would influence the future and help us understand the past. We might debate the meaning of it all and we were free to debate the events that triggered changes.

While scholars and historians will discuss Lincoln and the Civil War forever, or debate the real origins of World War One, it clear that ‘facts on the ground’ now play a lesser role than ever in determining history- or the future.

Now, feelings have entered the equation- so much so, that feelings have supplanted ‘facts on the ground’ and actual events as having primary influence.

Interesting lessons. Will it take another holocaustic nightmare to get America to do the same? As commenter JohnnyD said

So, if Rep. Ellison (D) thinks 9-11 was akin to the Reichstag fire, then wait until we have our version of the Night of the Long Knives. I just wonder who will be carrying the knives. And then there is Krystal Nacht. Who does he suppose will carry out that scenario? Hmmmm.

The Emperor’s New Clothes

You know the story. We all do…

Many years ago there lived an Emperor who was so exceedingly fond of fine new clothes that he spent vast sums of money on dress. To him clothes meant more than anything else in the world. He took no interest in his army, nor did he care to go to the theatre, or to drive about in his state coach, unless it was to display his new clothes. He had different robes for every single hour of the day.

In the great city where he lived life was gay and strangers were always coming and going. Everyone knew about the Emperor’s passion for clothes.

Now one fine day two swindlers, calling themselves weavers, arrived. They declared that they could make the most magnificent cloth that one could imagine; cloth of most beautiful colours and elaborate patterns. Not only was the material so beautiful, but the clothes made from it had the special power of being invisible to everyone who was stupid or not fit for his post.

“What a splendid idea,” thought the Emperor. “What useful clothes to have. If I had such a suit of clothes I could know at once which of my people is stupid or unfit for his post.

So the Emperor gave the swindlers large sums of money and the two weavers set up their looms in the palace. They demanded the finest thread of the best silk and the finest gold and they pretended to work at their looms. But they put nothing on the looms. The frames stood empty. The silk and gold thread they stuffed into their bags. So they sat pretending to weave, and continued to work at the empty loom till late into the night. Night after night they went home with their money and their bags full of the finest silk and gold thread. Day after day they pretended to work.

Now the Emperor was eager to know how much of the cloth was finished, and would have loved to see for himself. He was, however, somewhat uneasy. “Suppose,” he thought secretly, “suppose I am unable to see the cloth. That would mean I am either stupid or unfit for my post. That cannot be,” he thought, but all the same he decided to send for his faithful old minister to go and see. “He will best be able to see how the cloth looks. He is far from stupid and splendid at his work.”

So the faithful old minister went into the hall where the two weavers sat beside the empty looms pretending to work with all their might.

The Emperor’s minister opened his eyes wide. “Upon my life!” he thought. “I see nothing at all, nothing.” But he did not say so.

The two swindlers begged him to come nearer and asked him how he liked it. “Are not the colors exquisite, and see how intricate are the patterns,” they said. The poor old minister stared and stared. Still he could see nothing, for there was nothing. But he did not dare to say he saw nothing. “Nobody must find out,”‘ thought he. “I must never confess that I could not see the stuff.”

“Well,” said one of the rascals. “You do not say whether it pleases you.”

“Oh, it is beautiful-most excellent, to be sure. Such a beautiful design, such exquisite colors. I shall tell the Emperor how enchanted) I am with the cloth.”

“We are very glad to hear that,” said the weavers, and they started to describe the colors and patterns in great detail. The old minister listened very carefully so that he could repeat the description to the Emperor. They also demanded more money and more gold thread, saying that they needed it to finish the cloth. But, of course, they put all they were given into their bags and pockets and kept on working at their empty looms.

Soon after this the Emperor sent another official to see how the men were getting on and to ask whether the cloth would soon be ready. Exactly the same happened with him as with the minister. He stood and stared, but as there was nothing to be seen, he could see nothing.

“Is not the material beautiful?” said the swindlers, and again they talked of ‘the patterns and the exquisite colors. “Stupid I certainly am not,” thought the official. “Then I must be unfit for my post. But nobody shall know that I could not see the material.” Then he praised the material he did not see and declared that he was delighted with the colors and the marvelous patterns.

To the Emperor he said when he returned, “The cloth the weavers are preparing is truly magnificent.”

Everybody in the city had heard of the secret cloth and were talking about the splendid material.

And now the Emperor was curious to see the costly stuff for himself while it was still upon the looms. Accompanied by a number of selected ministers, among whom were the two poor ministers who had already been before, the Emperor went to the weavers. There they sat in front of the empty looms, weaving more diligently than ever, yet without a single thread upon the looms.

“Is not the cloth magnificent?” said the two ministers. “See here, the splendid pattern, the glorious colors.” Each pointed to the empty loom. Each thought that the other could see the material.

“What can this mean?” said the Emperor to himself. “This is terrible. Am I so stupid? Am I not fit to be Emperor? This is disastrous,” he thought. But aloud he said, “Oh, the cloth is perfectly wonderful. It has a splendid pattern and such charming colors.” And he nodded his approval and smiled appreciatively and stared at the empty looms. He would not, he could not, admit he saw nothing, when his two ministers had praised the material so highly. And all his men looked and looked at the empty looms. Not one of them saw anything there at all. Nevertheless, they all said, “Oh, the cloth is magnificent.”

They advised the Emperor to have some new clothes made from this splendid material to wear in the great procession the following day.

“Magnificent.” “Excellent.” “Exquisite,” went from mouth to mouth and everyone was pleased. Each of the swindlers was given a decoration to wear in his button-hole and the title of “Knight of the Loom”.

The rascals sat up all that night and worked, burning more than sixteen candles, so that everyone could see how busy they were making the suit of clothes ready for the procession. Each of them had a great big pair of scissors and they cut in the air, pretending to cut the cloth with them, and sewed with needles without any thread.

There was great excitement in the palace and the Emperor’s clothes were the talk of the town. At last the weavers declared that the clothes were ready. Then the Emperor, with the most distinguished gentlemen of the court, came to the weavers. Each of the swindlers lifted up an arm as if he were holding something. “Here are Your Majesty’s trousers,” said one. “This is Your Majesty’s mantle,” said the other. “The whole suit is as light as a spider’s web. Why, you might almost feel as if you had nothing on, but that is just the beauty of it.”

“Magnificent,” cried the ministers, but they could see nothing at all. Indeed there was nothing to be seen.

“Now if Your Imperial Majesty would graciously consent to take off your clothes,” said the weavers, “we could fit on the new ones.” So the Emperor laid aside his clothes and the swindlers pretended to help him piece by piece into the new ones they were supposed to have made.

The Emperor turned from side to side in front of the long glass as if admiring himself.

“How well they fit. How splendid Your Majesty’s robes look: What gorgeous colors!” they all said.

“The canopy which is to be held over Your Majesty in the procession is waiting,” announced the Lord High Chamberlain.

“I am quite ready,” announced the Emperor, and he looked at himself again in the mirror, turning from side to side as if carefully examining his handsome attire.

The courtiers who were to carry the train felt about on the ground pretending to lift it: they walked on solemnly pretending to be carrying it. Nothing would have persuaded them to admit they could not see the clothes, for fear they would be thought stupid or unfit for their posts.

And so the Emperor set off under the high canopy, at the head of the great procession. It was a great success. All the people standing by and at the windows cheered and cried, “Oh, how splendid are the Emperor’s new clothes. What a magnificent train! How well the clothes fit!” No one dared to admit that he couldn’t see anything, for who would want it to be known that he was either stupid or unfit for his post?

None of the Emperor’s clothes had ever met with such success.

But among the crowds a little child suddenly gasped out, “But he hasn’t got anything on.” And the people began to whisper to one another what the child had said. “He hasn’t got anything on.” “There’s a little child saying he hasn’t got anything on.” Till everyone was saying, “But he hasn’t got anything on.” The Emperor himself had the uncomfortable feeling that what they were whispering was only too true. “But I will have to go through with the procession,” he said to himself.

So he drew himself up and walked boldly on holding his head higher than before, and the courtiers held on to the train that wasn’t there at all.

Hans Christian Anderson

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I’m It

Well, Fausta tagged me with this thing….I think they are always so funny!

…list 8 facts or habits about [your]self that [others] might not otherwise know and then tag another 8 people and leave comments on their sites letting them know that they’ve been tagged, so they can likewise make the requisite revelations.

1. I love thunderstorms.

2. Despite being a tomboy in my early years, I was in a fashion show at the tender age of six. I wore an extremely scratchy dress, which later I wore again in a portrait. To this day, I hate scratchy clothes.

3. I dug up Civil War mini-balls in my front yard.

4. For many, many years, I was afraid of dogs. Now I can’t imagine a day without mine.

5. I play the cello, badly.

6. I design and make most of my jewelry.

7. Even though I love shoes, I hate my feet.

8. My dream car is a 1966 Mustang. Convertible.

And I’m tagging….
Flopping Aces,
Common Folk Using Common Sense,
Church of the Painful Truth.

My Pal, Al

NO, I’m not talking about the High Priest of H.O.G.W.A.S.H. , Creator of the Giant Carbon Footprint & Non-Rock Concert , Inventor of the Internet and Weathermaker Maximus. Not him. HIM. This Al. Albert Einstein. The one and only.
Silly Einstein
WWJD became popular in the 1990’s when Christian teens began wearing the bracelets. What they probably didn’t know, is that the “idea” of using Jesus’ life as a moral example is what is generally referred to as Social Gospel. And that two men, Charles Sheldon nd Walter Rauschenbusch forwarded these very tenets over a hundred years ago. Everything old is new again. Lately, bloggers have come up with WWMD.WWMD is, basically, well, the opposite of WWJD.

So therefore, today, by the powers vested in me, I propose a new one – WWES – What would Einstein SAY. He thought a lot, talked a lot, wrote a lot. Some of the things I personally disagree with (like his socialistic bent), but he had a sly sense of humor. And that trait that helped him not take himself so seriously. Too bad most folks have lost theirs.

On the subject of God, he’s already spoken…

My religion consists of a humble admiration of the illimitable superior spirit who reveals himself in the slight details we are able to perceive with our frail and feeble mind.

The most beautiful experience we can have is the mysterious.

On the subject of religion, he’s already spoken…

Science can only be created by those who are thoroughly imbued with the aspiration toward truth and understanding. This source of feeling, however, springs from the sphere of religion…The situation may be expressed by an image: science without religion is lame, religion without science is blind.

On the subject of politics, he’s already spoken…

Yes, we have to divide up our time like that, between our politics and our equations. But to me our equations are far more important, for politics are only a matter of present concern. A mathematical equation stands forever.

The significant problems we have cannot be solved at the same level of thinking with which we created them.

On the subject of climate change/global warming/global cooling/global differing, he’s already spoken…

Science will stagnate if it is made to serve practical goals.

One must shy away from questionable undertakings, even when they bear a high-sounding name.

The search for truth and knowledge is one of the finest attributes of man – though often it is most loudly voiced by those who strive for it the least.

On the subject of war, he’s already spoken…

I know not with what weapons World War III will be fought, but World War IV will be fought with sticks and stones.

On the subject of terrorists, he’s already spoken…

Great spirits have always found violent opposition from mediocrities. The latter cannot understand it when a man does not thoughtlessly submit to hereditary prejudices, but honestly and courageously uses his intelligence and fulfills the duty to express the results of his thought in clear form.

On the subject of vanity, he’s already spoken…

The true value of a human being is determined primarily by how he has attained liberation from the self.

On the subject of education, he’s already spoken…

Imagination is more important than knowledge…

It is a miracle that curiosity survives formal education.

The only thing that interferes with my learning is my education.

On the subject of political correctness, he’s already spoken.

If you are out to describe the truth, leave elegance to the tailor.

On the subject of people in general and just living, he’s already spoken…

Truth is what stands the test of experience.

Try not to become a man of success but rather to become a man of value.

Common sense is the collection of prejudices acquired by age eighteen.

Insanity: doing the same thing over and over again and expecting different results.

Not everything that can be counted counts, and not everything that counts can be counted.

Only two things are infinite, the universe and human stupidity, and I’m not sure about the universe.

The important thing is not to stop questioning.

To punish me for my contempt for authority, fate made me an authority myself.

(Quotes from The Quotations Page, AS&L Associates and Space and Motion.)

I wonder, reallllllyyy wonder what he would say today. Not only about Princeton and NJ, but the US that sheltered him after he left Europe behind. About technology, the media, the rise of radical Islam. That would definitely be one interesting conversation. I think one sentiment would follow along these lines, a quote attributed to him after the discovery of atomic energy. He knew, even then, it would be twisted by other motives.

The release of atom power has changed everything except our way of thinking…the solution to this problem lies in the heart of mankind. If only I had known, I should have become a watchmaker.

Idiots, Unite

From the “Honestly, I Couldn’t Make This Stuff If I Tried” department:

How to Reduce Cow Farts

Experts at the Institute of Grassland and Environmental Research in Aberystwyth say the diet of farmed animals can be changed to make them produce less methane, a more potent global warming gas than carbon dioxide. Farmed ruminant animals are thought to be responsible for up to a quarter of “man-made” methane emissions worldwide though, contrary to common belief, most gas emerges from their front, not rear, ends.

…A single cow can produce between 100 and 200 litres of methane every day.

How to Get Rid of Your Boss (or Mutiny for Dummies)

About 70 percent of the staff last week called for [Bill] Proenza’s ouster, saying his public campaign for more federal funding was eroding public confidence in the center.

How to Get Your Teenage Boy to Clean His Room Eeeeewwww

From the “Film at Eleven” department:

Hillary Zombies Too scary a visual for me…

RFK Rolling in Grave.

“This is treason. And we need to start treating them as traitors.”

From the “You’re Not Dancing Fast Enough to Suit Me” department:

Cat Fight, Sans Shoulder Pads

[Cindy] Sheehan said she will run against the San Francisco Democrat in 2008 as an independent [Nancy ] if Pelosi does not seek by July 23 to impeach Bush.

Queen of Hearts – NOT Would the Queen of Corruption even be able to recognize “concrete evidence of sustained results” achieved by a return to ethics and values? Yeah, I didn’t think so….

From the “Rich, but Clueless” department:

Poor Posh I’m over that. And she still throws like a girl.

Eva ’08 $30K for a wedding cake? Spending that kind of money, you’d think she was going on a “poverty tour” Or better yet, she might make a good running mate.

My Son, The Doctor. How quickly they blow up!

The American Thinker blog is a must read, every day. I am a firm believer that if you hang out with (read blogs by) smart people, they make YOU smarter. So there is hope for me, yet.


Thomas Lifson quotes Jack at Dinocrat in his post,The Doctor’s Plot:

Mohammed Atta was an architect. These men are doctors. It has been said that architects and doctors arrogate to themselves some of the creative and life-giving attributes associated with God, which idolatry or human presumption is said to be a terrible sin in Islam, though there are of course many Muslim architects and doctors. Moreover, these professions have been important in creating the Modern World.

There are men and women who can make an accommodation to life, and there are those individuals who are tortured by the contradictions between the real world and what they have been taught to believe as true. (Such men often burn with self-loathing; a “paradise” achieved by suicide, murder, and fire would appear to fit pretty well psychologically with their warped experience of the world.) It is therefore not at all surprising that men in such professions as architecture and medicine come to embody the existential crisis of Islam in the Modern World and wind up choosing the evil path. Tragic, but not surprising. [emphasis added]

My, my. Vassals of Islam, beat down by medieval imams, but with delusions of grandeur? What conflicted characters they must be; do they pine for Daytime Emmys? No wonder they rape and mutilate women. While they may have governments cowering behind the PC curtains, the rest of the world (with brains) knows what needs to be done.

Larwyn, ever the power behind the throne (at least one post a day at Fausta includes a hat-tip to her), even has Thomas’ ear….

Meanwhile, my friend Larwyn writes me insightfully about the underlying strategy in using doctors as the agents of terror. Nothing could be better calculated to aggravate ethnic tensions in Western societies hosting Muslim professionals. Who, she writes, is going to be in a hurry to keep that appointment with Dr. Hamid? By sowing such suspicions, the Islamists make life difficult for the peaceful Muslims, and hope to drive them to radical Islam, exploiting the very tensions Jack describes.

Very insightful, indeed. And again, typical adolescent behavior. How better to get the boyfriend you want – than to spread gossip and lies about his girl, so he’ll ditch her. And there you are waiting for him, just like a spider, to aid and abet console. And then take her place in his heart. Little does he know, exactly what happened, or how black your heart really is. Why are the media so enamored with these idiots? Why can’t they clearly, without any bias, report the dogma behind the carnage? If our frivilous media circus wasn’t bad enough, two of the doctors already had set their sights on the U.S. But, you know, this kind of baloney has got to be more important!?!?!

UPDATE: Dymphna continues this thread, comparing our Western ideal of healers educated on our shores to what really goes on in their heads. Bascially …”being trained to heal can be trumped by a mindset that has never left the 8th century.”

The phenomenon of global terror is not driven by the poor, but by the middle class. The further down the economic scale you go, the more crucial are the concerns with survival. But economic success in a culture that feels narcissistically wounded (and privileged) is bound to turn to force and barbarism to prove its superiority. This is not about equality, and it never was. Besides, “brotherhood” in the West has never meant conquest, and fraternity evolved as we moved out of the tribe. This evolution never occurred in Islamic culture, which remains tribal, unequal, and a stranger to liberty.

Outstanding post – read it all.

The next time some morally superior being accuses you of Islamophobia because of your rational concern about the next blow, just remind him of the Islamist doctor’s oath:

Allah is our objective. The Prophet is our leader. Qur’an is our law. Jihad is our way. Dying in the way of Allah is our highest hope.

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