Council votes are in

I’m telling myself it was just a fluke, but I feel like an utter failure: Over at the Watcher’s Council, I didn’t get a single vote for my last Watcher’s Council submission. I’m not wailing about the fact that I didn’t win, mind you, because my submitted post wasn’t in the league of this week’s winners. It’s just that it didn’t get a single vote! I’m going to have to do some serious drowning of sorrows today, and I’ve got the ice cream with which to do it. Feh!

But enough about me and my whining. Let’s talk about the real winners, and quite deserving they were too. For Council authored articles, first place went to Big Lizards, for The Contranomics of Global Jihad, which quite optimistically gives us reason to believe that Iran will be brought low, not by warfare, but by economics. This is not at all a far-fetched scenario, in that it precisely follows what happened to the Soviet Union. In trying to keep up with American defense spending, it spent itself into the ground, with its repressive, anti-Capitalistic regime utterly unable to show any economic strength or flexibility.

Second place for a Council article went to The Colossus of Rhodey for Muslim Cashiers Refuse to Touch Pork, which examined the fact that Target handled perfectly the Muslim cashiers who suddenly announced that they won’t touch wrapped packages of pork. Of course, that Target acted within the law as it responded to this silly complaint won’t stop the grievance theater in play now, but you’ve still got to appreciate Target’s efforts.

On the non-Council side, first place went to Four Years In by American Digest, an almost poetic rumination about the fourth anniversary of our entry into the Iraq War.  Second place belongs to Gates of Vienna’s Muslim Violence — Crime or Jihad, a reprint of an article by the noted Scandinavian blogger Fjordman (who writes from the front of Eurabia).  As is always the case with Fjordman’s writing, it’s like watching a car wreck:  both fascinating, because it’s well written, and horrifying, because you’re watching something terrible unfold.