Only eight days ago, October 15, I wrote a piece asking “Could It Possibly Get Any Worse?” Although I was only half-serious and thought I was just being intentionally hyperbolic, it already did!
Today, in my birth city of New York, within hours of each other, we had a doctor come down with Ebola and another quasi-Islamo-lunatic bash a cop in the head with a hatchet, only a day after a similar event in Canada.
The most amazing part of the cop attack was, at approximately 7PM West Coast time, after millions of people had been hearing about it on cable television for hours, according to Ed Henry on Fox, an administration spokesperson didn’t even know it had happened. They’re probably waiting to make sure it’s “workplace violence.”
Meanwhile, the infected doctor, who had just returned from treating Ebola patients in Guinea, had been riding the subway only hours before being diagnosed. He had also gone bowling. Was that part of the latest CDC protocol or the pilot for a television series — “Bowling for Ebola”? In this new reality show/game you have to guess which ball doesn’t have infected fluids from the previous contestant inside its little holes. The winner gets to go on but the loser, well… you know…
It’s all very reassuring, no?
Okay, no more Mr. Nice Blogger. Anyone who doesn’t realize our country is being governed by incompetents somewhere between Caligula and Nero (with golf replacing the violin) hasn’t been paying the slightest attention or, as many liberals are these days, is so delusional they are willing to sacrifice their children in a manner that would make even Aztecs recoil. Those latter people are what is known as “progressives,” a term so distorted and misapplied it could destroy the English language all by itself.