“I would like to declare a war on women — namely, all those cringe-inducing ninnies who lust after every celebrity criminal defendant with big muscles, tattoos, puppy-dog eyes or Hollywood hair,” Michelle Malkin writes in her latest weekly column:
You know who I’m talking about, right? America’s Bad Boy groupies. They’re on the courthouse steps with their “Free Jahar” signs, cooing over how “hot” and “cute” the bloodstained Boston Marathon bombing suspect is. He “can blow me up with babies,” one moral reprobate quipped shortly after his capture. “I’m not gonna lie, the second bombing suspect, Dzhokhar Tsarnaev, is hot. #sorrynotsorry,” another young girl boasted.
Among the callous accused killer’s victims, in case you’d forgotten: 8-year-old boy Martin Richard, who had been cheering on his dad and other family friends at the race. But who cares about an innocent dead child blown to bits by pressure cooker bombs in the name of Allah? Jahar is HAWT!
Far from a minuscule fringe, the Ja-harem is a growing social media phenomenon. Its members mimic Justin Bieber’s Beliebers, adopting the last name of their Tiger Beat terrorist and doodling hearts around his mug shot. In heat or in jest, these depraved females continue to spread viral photos, memes and hashtags of their Islamist Idol. One woman showed up at Tsarnaev’s court appearance Wednesday donning a “Free the Lion” T-shirt. Another sported a “Dzhokhar Tsarnaev is innocent” tee, while her gal pal shouted, “Exonerate!”
This isn’t all that new a development; it dates at least as far back as the continuing moral inversion that was the 1960s. Arguably, it began with half the left believing that Lee Harvey Oswald was innocent (culminating in Oliver Stone pretending that basically the entire country killed JFK — except Oswald), and would only gather steam from there. As leftwing author/JournoList member Rick Perlstein told Reason magazine back in 2008, while promoting his book Nixonland:
My theory is that [the 1967 movie] Bonnie and Clyde was the most important text of the New Left, much more important than anything written by Paul Goodman or C. Wright Mills or Regis Debray. It made an argument about vitality and virtue vs. staidness and morality that was completely new, that resonated with young people in a way that made no sense to old people. Just the idea that the outlaws were the good guys and the bourgeois householders were the bad guys—you cannot underestimate [sic] how strange and fresh that was.
That was around the time in which Hunter S. Thompson wrote his encomium to the Hell’s Angels, in which he noted, “In a nation of frightened dullards there is a sorry shortage of outlaws, and those few who make the grade are always welcome…they have that extra ‘something.”
In 1969, Bernardine Dohrn, in whose living room Barack Obama would decades later launch his political career, praised Charles Manson with her “fork salute:”
[Bill] Ayers and Dohrn were there at the founding of the Weather Underground. At a 1969 “War Council” that helped launch the organization, Dohrn raised three fingers in a “fork salute” to Charles Manson, whom she proposed as a revolutionary inspiration. She went on to joke about Manson’s victims and dubbed them the “Tate Eight” after Sharon Tate, the pregnant actress whom members of the Manson tribe stabbed in the womb with a fork. “Dig it,” said Dohrn at the time. “First they killed those pigs, then they ate dinner in the same room with them, they even shoved a fork into a victim’s stomach! Wild!”
And the following year, Leonard and Felicia Bernstein hosted the Black Panthers in their fashionable Park Avenue duplex.
Between those who think that men such as Tsarnaev are innocent (in 2007, a third of the left were estimated to be 9/11 truthers. Are there a similar number of Tsarnaev truthers?), and those who think they’re totally cool and dreamy for speaking pressure cooker to power, it’s not all that surprising that the moral inversion that reached critical mass in the late ’60s continues to this day.
(And sadly, such moral inversions are not exclusive to the left.)