Anyhoo, some personalities just won’t mesh. In these two, there’s a sunny energetic very brainy meta-truther being interrogated by someone much slower, much less (cough) ‘agile’, and yet keen to maintain his own pride of place. Very clunky chemistry –very much like two different languages in play.

http://kenanthony.bustablog.com/2008/09/sorry-charlie-you-got-it-wrong/

Pretty unbelievable. Almost all of his questions were of the condescending gotcha type , repeated several times over and over in a slightly different badgering sort of way to trip her up. He tried to exude the air of the knowing Professor lecturing the dumb freshman. The Messiah would never be treated this way!

Gibson clearly misquoted Palin in her so-called “God’s Plan” speech and used an edited clip to reinforce his misrepresentation of the facts.

He clearly reinforced the impression that the media is out to get her.

But Sarah came out swinging, particularly in response to his lying insistence of her “exact words”. She did fine. I did’nt mind her answer on the “Bush Doctrine” or Pakistan, and didn’t think she looked bad at any point.

He looked like a jerk. This interview won’t hurt her, but it may rally even more women to her side. I can’t see too many clear thinking women being happy with the way see was treated.

“If God grants [manna] any of you a slaughter [dhabaha], you should perform it as an offering on behalf of your father and mother, for they are owed by you. Do not disagree amongst yourselves, but listen and obey. If you slaughter, you should plunder those you slaughter, for that is one of the sanctioned customs of the Prophet…”

You’re not all wrong – by the way – re that father and son living in a “mental projection.” As it happens, I’ve tried to fast-forward the pop into a brighter American day. OBama, of course, packs a lot more push that I ever will on that front. One of the reasons why I’m so juiced about him is that his presence promises to make it easier for Afro-Am elders (and young’uns) to sublate the past. Don’t much care what you think of me, but, for the record, I don’t lay the weight of the past on my kid. Doubt he’ll be able to avoid it entirely though. Just hope I’m there to help when the time comes for him to fully comprehend the painful truths of how race survived American history. I’m going to prepare him early by talking up this country’s heroes all through his childhood…

PS One reason why I respect the writer quotd above is that he directed me (and others) to Ousmane Sembene’s “Tribal Scars” – a great 60s’ short story that zeroed in on black Africans’ complicity in the slave trade…

But the Messiah forgot and will forget in the future again and again, that he needs the vote and support of middle America to win the Presidency and govern as President.

The struggle of what one likes
and what one dislikes
is the disease of the mind.
Sosan

RE Reason and emotion – who feels it knows it? Not always but try this on – it’s by an Afro-American writer recalling his experience on the island of Goree off the coast of Senegal which was used as a way-station for slavers for hundreds of years..

“My son and I went up there in Goree… … and when we went to the slave castle and we sat up there in this dungeon with the door closed and everything, tears started coming out of our eyes. The two of us sitting there, father and son, not saying a word, just sitting there crying. Why? I don’t know. It’s just that feeling is too strong, it’s too strong…. You just sit there and suddenly, psychologically you begin to feel it on you. It’s something. You don’t want that but you start feeling it. I remember we came out of there crying and when we came out in the open, it was a group of French tourists walking towards us, and Ras says to me, what they want? What do these White people want? That thing grips you. When you come into that, when you actually come close to slavery itself – —I don’t mean stories of it, but when you actually get close to it, it will do something to you. No doubt about it. They got a hole in the wall, the door of no return and if you couldn’t make it they would just kick you aside into the ocean. A lot of the people had never seen the ocean, you know, because they were from inland. They had seen lakes. They might jump out there and think they could swim it, might think it was a lake, but that was the Atlantic Ocean and the sharks be circling down in there. Now when you conceive that and conceive that there were people upstairs over the prison, who lived there, who had a little hatch, a trap door in their floor where they could look through there and check on the slaves, you understand what I’m saying? You’ve got to be a cold mamajamma to do that. People down there [makes screaming sounds] screaming and what not, and you can pick up the door, you have your dinner and sh– upstairs and you could pick up the door and look down and see what was happening with that, well, you can’t have no feeling with that. Feeling has to be abolished. That’s why I’m saying they make that separation between the intellectual process and emotion. But I say, if you can’t feel you can’t think. That’s my feeling about that. That’s why we ask philosophers every morning, how you feel?”

Re my parenting – Hoped to slip the issue of race (as much as possible). Have a visceral distaste for, say, kids’ books/media that aim to “teach” tolerance – Always figured the best thing about living for the City was that children played their way past received notions to the truths of equality (and individuality). But race matters turn out to be a little harder to sail past than I thought. That’s (American) life, though things Change…

I don’t know if you are being deliberately obtuse or what. Try this, from your posts I’d say you are neither illiterate nor mentally retarded. But I still think you are a douche. Any inconsistency there?