Aack! It’s all raining down on this illustrated edition: the Iran Deal, Schneiderman, Stormy and a whole lot of other food for laughter and contemplation.
Trump hatred does turn formerly sane people insane; instead, Trump hatred is the catalyst that reveals that people we once thought sane never were.
Last night, I watched a sad show about mental illness in children. I’d love to tell you what it was, but I walked in on it while Mr. Bookworm was already watching and never did find out either the show’s name or even the network on which it played.
What I can tell you is this: The show followed three boys, all with scary behaviors that exceeded their parents’ ability to cope with them. In each case, the parents were terrified that their sons would either commit suicide or harm other people. The show was a reminder that mental illness is a disease every bit as destructive as cancer — and, unlike cancer, the person with the disease is not the only one battling the illness.
Trump hatred is a form of insanity. Trump haters are completely unhinged from reality. They’re deeply enmeshed in paranoid delusions that play out against the background of their own unhealthy obsessions.
Although President Trump has never exceeded his constitutional mandate, Trump hatred insists that he’s an insane fascist who will reduce Americans to the level of citizens in Nazi Germany or even North Korea. Although President Trump was one of the leaders in placing women in management positions in high-end real estate development, and continues to place women in high positions, Trump hatred insists that he seeks to return American women to the kitchen, barefoot and pregnant. Although President Trump has always supported gay marriage, Trump hatred insists that he’s radically homophobic. Although President Trump got awards from black groups for the opportunities he gave blacks, Trump hatred insists that he’s a reincarnation of Arkansas governor Orval Eugene Faubus. Although President Trump may well have led to the end of the Korean War, Trump hatred insists that he’s a dangerous warmonger. And on and on.
My point is that the anti-Trump delusions are completely unrelated to the reality that is President Trump. Progressives have left reality behind and are living in a nightmare of their own making, one in which they see their obsessions — race, sex, religion, violence, etc. — played out against a make-believe Trumpian backdrop.
It’s this genuine insanity that explains the entrants on Don Surber’s “Trump Effect” list. That list tracks all the famous people who have attacked Trump and documents their epic falls from grace. What makes the list so good is that, as Don points out, Trump never has nothing to do with a given person’s fall. Instead, for all of these Trump haters, it’s their own insanity that drags them down.
Eric Schneiderman is only most recent person on the list, but he is the embodiment of the way in which Trump hatred reveals a person’s long-standing insanity. He’s a fanatic Trump hater who has used chameleon tactics to hide amongst the Left. Foremost among these tactics is his claim that he is, above all, an ardent protector of American womenhood, as that womenhood is defined by the modern Left: she wants to have abortions and march in pink hats. It turns out, of course, that Schneiderman is an alcoholic, sadistic, misogynistic racist. Trump did not create those qualities in Schneiderman. Instead, the fact that Schneiderman possesses those qualities is what led him to hate Trump.
In his post adding Schneiderman to the Trump Effect list, Don points to a wonderful series of tweets by Thomas Wictor that explain how the very act of Trump hatred justifies an insanity diagnosis. Because I find it hard to read Twitter threads on blog posts, I’ll give you Wictor’s first tweet, which includes a link to his thread, and then just have the text of the thread below: [Read more…]
He tosses out the baited hook. She, like some ravenous trigger[ed] fish, swallows it whole. Well done, sir, well done.
Looking at the people the Left designated as America’s enemies during WWII and the ones it designates today tells us a lot about the modern American Left.
We tend to have a romanticized view of the past because the good stuff has legs, while the bad stuff drifts to the wayside. In centuries past, there were innumerable bad artists producing the equivalent of the landscapes on black velvet that used to hang on motel room walls when I was a child. A lot of this stuff simply vanished with time. Meanwhile, discriminating people had enough sense to cherish the Van Eycks, Reynolds, and Rembrandts.
Even when the bad stuff survived, we still manage to ignore it today. If you go to any of the great museums across Europe (the Hermitage, the Rijksmuseum, the Louvre, the Prado, the Uffizi, the Vatican, etc.), what comes as a surprise is the fact that these museums have so much dreadful stuff mixed in with the art that’s aged well. The rich people and royals of the past were not necessarily discriminating collectors. As people still do today, they bought a lot of stuff just to cover spaces on their walls. At most of these museums, therefore, the good stuff might make up 40% of the art displayed . . . if you’re lucky.
The same holds true for old movies. TCM plays all the oldies, but only a few are timeless classics. The rest are dreck meant to grab a contemporary audience and make a few bucks along the way. Despite knowing this, I can never resist at least trying out old musicals and rom-cons from the 20s through the 50s. To me, they’re time capsules. I can sit before my TV and peer back into the world 70 or 80 years ago.
Surprisingly, this time capsule quality is especially true with the lousy movies. The best ones have a certain timelessness, while the worst ones are bad, in part, because they are unable to break the chains of time.
Just this past weekend I watched a real dud from 1944: Meet The People. The movie’s premise is that a male shipyard worker has written a play celebrating the ordinary people who helped build the ships America took to war and a female Broadway star who is interested in both the playwright and the shipyard. Dick Powell, who radiates resentment that he’s still trapped in bad musicals when he was ready to break out into mature noir thrillers, is the charmless shipyard worker. Lucille Ball, who was still kicking around as a mediocre glamour girl 8 years before she became a recognized comic genius, is utterly bland. Bert Lahr pours a lot of energy into shtick but, sadly, the writers didn’t pour any energy into making the shtick funny. It’s a cheap musical comedy without any good music or any laughable comedy.
If you want to know just how bad it is, check out this Ziggy Talent novelty number, I Can’t Dance (I Got Ants in My Pants). No patina of time will ever make this number good: [Read more…]
When it comes to historians determined to prove that Americans were evil from colonial times forward, too many times history simply gets rewritten.
A historian has written an article posted at Real Clear History, “Pontiac’s Rebellion and Small Pox as a Weapon.” The author is referring to an Indian War (1763-66) that occurred on the heals of the French-Indian War (1754-63). The purpose of the article, it seems, is to condemn the British and Americans for their mistreatment of the Indians, as only facts, halve truths and falsehoods that reflect poorly on the British and the Americans are mentioned. Indeed, at one point, this horse’s ass claims that the colonists and soldier’s of the era were acting out “genocidal fantasies.”
For example, this is the author’s discussion of the Anglo-Cherokee War:
The first of these [Indian rebellions] was the Cherokee War,caused by colonial infringement on Indian land, attacks on Indians by settlers, Indian revenge attacks and the actions of a prejudiced colonial leader who tried to blackmail the Cherokee by taking hostages. It was bloodily crushed by the British.
Let’s unpack this, shall we.
The Cherokee War [1758-61] had nothing to do with Pontiac’s rebellion. It was not caused by “colonial infringement” on Cherokee lands – there was none in 1758. An incident happened in Virginia where 40 Cherokee braves were ambushed because they were thieving horses. That had nothing at all to do with the colony of South Carolina, where virtually the entirety of the Cherokee War was fought. The Cherokee were not taking revenge on the colonists of South Carolina when they began their attacks on the Carolina back country. The author makes no mention of the fact that the Cherokee were acting at the behest of the French in attacking South Carolina’s back-country settlers, nor does he mention the horrid slaughter of those back country colonists — including the Long Canes Massacre. (The Cherokee, like virtually all of the Eastern Indian tribes, practiced total war. Rarely was a man, woman or child spared.) [Read more…]
Feminist artist in Marin ditches Keats’s idea that “”Beauty is truth, truth beauty.” Instead, it’s all about anti-male political statements.
The Marin newspaper ran a glowing profile about a Marin “artist.” I was less impressed. You can read it for yourself here. Alternatively, I’ve got the highlights below.
The first thing you need to know about Lara Myers is that she’s got a very low rage threshold:
Like many women, Lara Myers isn’t too happy with the way President Trump treats women. But the tipping point came when Trump gestured to a Irish journalist while he was on the phone with the new prime minister of Ireland last summer, and complimented her on her nice smile — an exchange that was captured on video and went viral on social media.
“That enraged me. Here’s this woman at the top of her game, they picked her to come to the White House, and that kind of thing can happen,” she says.
Apparently the rage comes because she was triggered. Twenty five or so years ago, when she clerked at an allegedly high-end Chicago law firm, a partner looked her over and said something along the lines of “I see why you hired her.” Judging by the photo in the article, either the partner had low standards or she’s aged badly or that story just isn’t true. I know that’s catty of me to say, but let’s be honest here….
Still, the triggering was real and so this social justice warrior/artist came up with an idea: jewelry that repeats sexist things. She nudges other women until they remember some mild insult from decades before and then inscribes those statements on her . . . ahem . . . art: [Read more…]
Like it or not, we are living through cataclysmic change. These three videos highlight that — and I’ve added a few thoughts about slavery of body and mind.
Three videos will make you think about the seas changes happening before us. The first sees Thomas Sowell talk briefly about the endless dependency Democrats in America have foisted on American blacks:
“Dependence was seen as the key to holding the slaves down. It’s ironic that same principle comes up in the welfare state a hundred years later.” pic.twitter.com/bTjGBd6Ylt
— Thomas Sowell (@ThomasSowell) May 4, 2018
In the second, Paul Joseph Watson exposes how and why people (read: Democrats and #NeverTrumpers) are responding in absolute horror to the fact that Kanye is challenging that dependency mindset:
Before going to the third video, I have two small points to make about Kanye’s charged statements that blacks made a choice.
First, Kanye and Paul Joseph Watson are both correct that, with the real chains of slavery and Jim Crow long gone, blacks are still standing in the dark, claiming that they are enslaved. [Read more…]
Kurt Schlichter writes that America’s military power is a force for good — which managed to remind me of the psychologist scene in Miracle on 34th Street.
Is there anyone here who has not seen the original Miracle on 34th Street, the one from 1947? No one? I didn’t think so. Everyone has seen that movie at least once.
In case you’ve forgotten, though, it’s about a man named Kris Kringle who claims he’s Santa Claus (Edmund Gwenn); an overworked, cynical single mother (Maureen O’Hara); and a little girl who believes only in those things she can see and touch (Natalie Wood). John Payne plays the love interest who is willing to believe in Santa Claus.
The scene in the movie I’m thinking of is the one in which Kris Kringle learns that a psychologist who gives intelligence tests has convinced Alfred, an innocent, sweet, naive young man, that the latter is in fact mentally ill. Kringle confronts the egotistical, pig-headed, really evil psychologist. When the latter won’t budge, Kringle says “There’s only one way to handle a man like you. You won’t listen to reason. You’re heartless. You have no humanity.” And then he bops the man on the head with an umbrella:
The officious, cynical characters in the movie think Kringle is insane, but the movie’s wise people understand that he was right — sometimes might and right go together. And that’s what Kurt says: [Read more…]
MoMo’s prom date video is really short, but it’s long enough to leave you with a big smile on your face and a warm feeling in your heart.
MoMo suffers from a conversion disorder that affected her neurological system and left her unable to walk. As this heartwarming video shows, though, she overcame it in time for her prom — and it shows that her prom date is a really good guy:
After not being able to walk with my own two legs for 10 months… i surprised my prom date with this💛✨ pic.twitter.com/rKLoCoxZRL
— MoMo (@aeonianlife) April 28, 2018
Bill Whittle explains as only he can why Progressives are hating on Kanye and I offer some fact-based reasons why more blacks should follow Kanye’s lead.
Bill Whittle is out with a new video looking at the terrible thought crime Hip-Hop star Kanye West committed against the Democrat establishment. As with all of Whittle’s videos, watching it will make you smarter and help you better understand the world in which we live. You’ll also agree that Kanye did something magnificent and brave, and that’s true even if you disagree with him about most things. So carve out the 7 minutes and watch this video:
I thought I’d wrap this post up with a few talking points should you find yourself in conversation with a Democrat, no matter that Democrat’s race: [Read more…]
The little tyrants at Child Protective Services suggest that, when full-blown tyranny comes to the West, it will be death by bureaucracy, not gas chambers.
Please pardon my silence today. I spent several hours helping a friend edit a petition challenging the Child Protective Services agency active in his community. It was harrowing work just describing what Child Protective Services did.
I cannot go into detail, of course, but I can tell you that several agency employees, due to laziness and bad attitude, refused to act on multiple, specific, and provably true reports that a child was living in a dangerous situation. When the petitioner called them on that behavior, they doubled down, manufacturing evidence and hiding facts in order to convince the court that their earlier refusal to act was valid. Again, none of this is conjecture. The facts are there. To make the whole situation even worse, when the petitioner went to the political body governing this local Child Protective Services agency, the employees continued their lies, the petitioner proved that they were lying, and the political body did nothing.
I wrote once before about Child Protective Services tyranny. In that earlier post, I focused on the flip side of the situation here. The same employees who will not act to remove a child from a physically and mentally dangerous situation enjoy using their power over diligent and loving parents who somehow managed to get caught in the agencies’ webs.
Things are worse in England. As we’ve seen there with Charlie Gard and Alfie Evans, the agencies tasked with child welfare would rather see a child die than have parents challenge their power.
Thinking about these petty bureaucrats’ deadly, destructive tyranny, I realized that, if the Left succeeds in bringing full totalitarianism to America (and when the Left succeeds in doing the same in England), we’re not going to end up with Hitleresque death camps. The government will not march thousands, tens of thousands, and millions of people off to gas chambers. That’s not how it works in countries that were once liberal democracies (which Germany never was) that eventually transferred all power to unaccountable bureaucracies. Instead, we going to die, one at a time, at the hands of lazy, petty bureaucrats who will use the enormous power at their backs to protect their fiefdoms.
Please note, by the way, that I’m not talking about the “we know best” nanny-state fascism that Jonah Goldberg so wonderfully describes in Liberal Fascism: The Secret History of the American Left, From Mussolini to the Politics of Meaning. Rather than the beneficent power play, I’m describing the viciousness of every petty bureaucrat who protects her turf or flexes his muscles.
Put another way: In the West’s totalitarian future, we won’t have death camps; we’ll just have agency waiting rooms. Our ends will be Kafkaesque, not Hitleresque.
Photo credit: All alone, by Tommy Fjordbøge. Creative Commons; some rights reserved.
Before President Trump, the biggest Korean attraction was the Gangnam Style video — so the nascent nuclear deal says it makes sense to combine the two.
— Sol (@solentgreenis) May 1, 2018
For those who grew up playing San Francisco geography by asking “What neighborhood are you from?” there’s a brand new, San Francisco neighborhood to learn.
San Francisco is a small city — only 49 square miles. What this means is that, when native San Franciscans meet, they always ask at least one question of two questions (and sometimes both). The first question, in a true San Francisco accent, is “Where’d’ja go to school?” The second question is “What neighborhood did’ja grow up in?” Both questions quickly establish anything one needs to know about a San Francisco native. (I know that other city natives do the same but, because San Francisco is geographically so small, natives are more likely to know each neighborhood and its stereotype.)
For example, if a person where to say “I went to the Madams and grew up in Sea Cliff,” you would know that they were very wealthy and Catholic. The Madams meant Convent of the Sacred Heart High School and Sea Cliff is one of San Francisco’s wealthiest neighborhoods. Not all students at the Madams, though, were Catholic. Dianne Feinstein went there despite being nominally Jewish.
If a girl were to say, “I went to Mercy” or a boy were to say “I went to Riordan,” you’d know they were middle-class Catholic. You could tell how high or low they were in the middle class range depending on the neighborhood in which they grew up. St. Francis Woods meant upper middle class, while ones class if one lived in the Sunset or the Richmond depending on how close they were to the ocean. The closer they were, the less classy, because these houses had no view and the salt air damaged everything. Even though the racial mix has changed (the Sunset and the Richmond are extremely Asian now), the economic and class story they tell remains unchanged. [Read more…]
I toyed with calling this Bookworm Beat the “May Day” edition, but because it was the ideology behind May Day that killed little Alfie Evans, just . . . no.
Prager U is out with another video, this one detailing the ways in which the Left perverts language to advance both political and cultural goals.
There is nothing new about the way in which the Left perverts language to achieve its political ends. After all, a significant part of Orwell’s 1984 focuses on the way in which totalitarian government deliberately, and with force of arms, uses a language called “Newspeak” to pervert, degrade, and diminish speech. It does so to limit people’s ability to think and to advance its political objectives.
I’ve periodically written here about my hatred for Leftist language manipulation, with my most recent attacking multiple Leftist euphemisms, including that abhorrent, dishonest phrase “undocumented immigrants.” It turns out I could have saved the time and energy it took me to write that post (although I think it’s worth a read). Prager University is just out with a new video featuring Michael Knowles providing a pithy rundown of the Lefts’ worst linguistic offenders: