Muttering into the void.
Now that President Obama has invoked the deity in a matter of national policy, Republicans in the future need fear no criticism for faith-based initiatives.
All they have to do is say, “As President Obama said so truly, we are God’s partners in …”
Schadenfreude, anyone?
We need a way to get off the planet.
The UK and the USA, once bastions of civil liberties, are becoming more and more totalitarian.
The UK is installing cameras in families’ homes, to monitor whether their kids are going to bed on time. But only the “worst” families. That’s all right, then.
George W. Bush (whose foreign policy I supported)’s vaguely Orwellian “Department of Homeland Security” was bad enough, but the current stifling of dissent by the Obama administration is chilling. It is all too clear that those liberals who professed fear that Bush would suspend the Constitution and civil liberties were simply projecting.
There has been a wide groundswell of grass-roots opposition to Obama’s 1400-page government expansion healthcare bill. Under Bush, dissent was the highest form of patriotism. Now, the Obama administration has set up an email address where people can inform on their neighbors who oppose the plan.
Now groups of administration supporters are denying concerned citizens access to town hall meetings, even to the point of physical violence.
Inform on your neighbors for disagreeing with the President. If you show up to tell your Congressperson your opinion, violent gangs of government thugs will beat your head in.
No wonder Obama won’t criticize Ahmadinejad.
The grand human experiment that began with the Magna Carta and culminated in the Declaration of Independence seems to be grounding on the shoals of corruption and the license that progressivism gives to those who crave power over others.
We need a way to move on out and start new afresh. Ad Astra!
After the Iranian regime slaughtered dozens and maybe hundreds of protestors today, President Obama released a statement calling on the Iranians to not be “unjust” — to pick only the bad teenage girls to shoot in the head, I guess.
Then he went out for ice cream.
We can now reveal that the President had vanilla frozen custard in a cup with hot fudge and toasted almonds.
Wow.
I have refrained from comment on the revolution-in-the-making in Iran because I would far rather pay attention to my infant daughter’s growing grasp of motor control.
But just the other day I expressed the hope that Obama’s apparent waffling on the Iran situation was aimed at not providing the regime with an excuse to suppress the protests as being instigated by the Great Satan.
But if that was the case, and he has now decided to change his approach, is “don’t be unjust” the best he can come up with? Surely there could have been some “grave concern” or “strongly-worded” diplo-speak.
But it is even more evident now than it has been that the President is simply floundering.
I predicted on his election that he would be the next Carter. Ironically, it looks like Iran will prove the character of both.
Lileks on the horror that is suburbia:
we drove deep into the exurbs for a little dinner gathering at her piano teacher’s house, where a brilliant young kid played flamenco guitar on the porch. Home-schooled. Arranges his own stuff; wants to go into economics. As I twittered at the time: ah the culturally destitute burbs, with the sound of an expertly strummed guitar floating over the golf course behind the house. Good thing the street wasn’t a cul-de-sac, or people might have come out with pitchforks. Stop that art there! This is the suburbs! Only grey, materialistic lives are permitted here!