We Point Out Our Own Mistakes So You Don’t Have To
November 13th, 2012 - 1:50 pm
Trifecta: Mea culpa — how did three reasonably bright and well-informed people get the election so disastrously wrong?
Trifecta: Mea culpa — how did three reasonably bright and well-informed people get the election so disastrously wrong?
Because you gave too much credits to fellow Americans to see thru the absurdity of the issues of Big Bird, Binders of Women, Bayonets, and Benghazi.
Because you believed fellow Americans care about the Benghazi debacle in which a US ambassador was killed, a parolee’s First Amendment right was denied and scapegoated to jail.
Because you believed Romney’s out dated American Dream that you work hard and succeed, completely missed Obama’s American Dream that you live a life of leisure on other people’s hard work.
Because a lot of Republican voters were true bigots: they wouldn’t vote for a black, and wouldn’t vote for a Mormon.
Because most Dems only cared about a D candidate and didn’t care about issues e.g. the fake Indian woman who practised Mass law without license would write laws for us.
Because TeaPartyers and Broken Glass voters were not as numerous as you have thought.
Because Euro-wannabes trumped American Exceptionalism.
Because you’re all about as unbiased as a Women’s Studies professor at a Rage Against the Machine concert?
The most appropriate quote seems to be this one:
Here’s a Noam Chomsky moment for those of you without enough duct tape to wrap around your heads to keep your brains from exploding while you actually read his works:
Let’s say we stand overlooking the ocean along Pacific Coast Highway. From high atop the cliffs, we look down to the waves and the sand below. I ask you what color the beach is. You reply, reasonably enough, that it is sandy white. And you are exactly right.
However, there are people who cannot see the beach for themselves because they are not standing with us on this very spot. This is where Noam earns his liberal sainthood. Noam takes a small pail to the beach and sits down in the sand.
If you’ve ever run sand through your fingers, you know that for all of the thousands upon thousands of white or clear grains, there are a few dark ones here and there, falling through your fingers. With a jewelers loupe and an EXCEEDINGLY fine pair of tweezers, you carefully and methodically pluck all of the dark grains you can find – and only the dark grains – and carefully place them, one by one, into your trusty bucket.
It will take you a long time – it has taken Chomsky decades – to fill this bucket, but with enough sand and enough time, you will eventually do so. And then, when you do, you can make a career touring colleges through the world, giving speeches about the ebony-black beaches of Malibu, and you can pour your black sand onto the lectern and state, without fear of contradiction, that this sand was taken from those very beaches.
And what you say will be accurate, it will be factually based, and you will be lying like the most pernicious son of a bitch that ever lived.
Why do so many people take this hocus-pocus at face value? Because, like any audience at a Magic show, they want to believe.
Because minority turnout was over 100%, which is impossible.
If this had happened in, say, Venezuela, we would all be laughing at the stupid Venezuelans for accepting the result.
We no longer vote in this country. We pretend to vote.
Repeal Motor Voter and the Voting Rights Act,stop early and absentee voting, then purge the rolls completely, even requiring everyone to reregister, with REAL proof, not electric bills. Then, photo ID at voting time.
Your election results will then be somewhat trustworthy.
We now live in a world of lies, and noone seems to get it.