Jim Geraghty over at Kerry Spot has made an observation worth pondering:
But these past months have seen five major events on four different continents, each a huge and ripe opportunity for al-Qaeda to show the world that it was still thriving, still dangerous, still able to kill the innocent when the world is watching. And the bad guys are 0 for 5. How are we doing in this war on terror?
He’s talking of both political conventions, the Olympics, the Australian elections and the successful and undercelebrated Afghani elections. Read the whole thing.
I’m glad Jim is thinking clearly, because John Kerry could not have been using all of his formidible faculties when he told the NY Times Magazine’s Matt Bai that the events of 9/11 have changed him not a whit, either professionally or personally. Imagine that. He was already so on the ball about terrorism, so ahead of the curve that nothing about 9/11 changed him, materially.
He was so aware of the dangers lurking in the promise of future acts of terrorism that soon after that first WTC attack, he wrote legislation suggesting a reduction in intelligence funding totalling over 6 billion dollars. Even Ted Kennedy wouldn’t vote for it.
Sigh. He’s so nuanced. I wish I could be as smart and visionary as John Kerry.
He also said he’d like to get back to the good old days before 9/11. “We have to get back to the place we were, where terrorists are not the focus of our lives, but they’re a nuisance…As a former law-enforcement person, I know we’re never going to end prostitution. We’re never going to end illegal gambling. But we’re going to reduce it, organized crime, to a level where it isn’t on the rise. It isn’t threatening people’s lives every day, and fundamentally, it’s something that you continue to fight, but it’s not threatening the fabric of your life.’’
Gosh, I bet Bill Clinton is going to LOVE reading that John Kerry believes that under the Clinton administration terrorists “were not the focus of our lives” but were treated as “mere nuisances”.
Imagine President Kerry, comfort and champion of the nation back in the day when terrorism was just a nuisance we didn’t have to focus on all the time:
“Mrs. Klinghoffer, I’m so sorry your wheelchair-bound husband was thrown overboard by those terrorists.” Sigh. “It’s a nuisance, isn’t it?”
“Ma’am, it’s too bad your husband was killed in the (what was it, 1993?) bombing of the WTC. It’s a nuisance that someone tried but failed to take down both towers with a truck bomb, but at least only 6 people died. Bad luck that it was the love of your life, but you know, we’ll never going to end it, so buck it up, honey, and take one for America!”
“The Commander-in-Chief of the Armed Forces is deeply saddened by the loss of your son/daughter/husbad/wife and 16 other crew members of the USS Cole. These nuisance incidences are unfortunately the price of living in the 21st century. As long as the number killed remains under 500, I don’t think we should make a fuss, do you? It would make France and Germany and Canada so uncomfortable. As a patriot and mother of a dead sailor, I know you’ll agree that we simply have to live with and accept some minimal amount of senseless violence and searing – I said, SEARING – pain. Be brave. Be nuanced. By your address and area code, I can tell you will never make over $200,000, so remember my tax cuts in the next election cycle and may God…or whomever, bless us all.
Speaking of nuance, don’t miss the part where Matt Tai asks Kerry what sort of water he prefers. It will blow your mind.
I’m sorry, but when I listen to John Kerry, all I hear is Jimmy Carter. They’re linked by bunnies, you know, as in killers or suits.
Had a long email chat with a 19 year old libertarian – a very smart kid, by every measure – whose challenging and provactive email had thrilled me with its lucidity…until he wrote this: And he read to those poor little kids for seven minutes.
Egad, there, in the middle of a perfectly respectable mind, a bit of that nasty and incapacitating virus: Michael Moore-itis. Symptoms include sputtering, a neurotic fear of razors, and the sudden barking of a completely nonsensical thought in the midst of reason. While this kid shaves and rarely sputters, his remark alerted me to incipient infection, and, because I am compassionate by nature, I had to respond. I share my response with you in case you cross paths with someone uttering the same mindless drivel over the next 24 days.
Symptom: And he read to those poor little kids for seven minutes!
Okay…say you’re the president. You have a room full of children around you – little ones, not 8th graders who might comprehend things a bit better than second graders. You get this news. Very possibly, when Andy Card is whispering it in your ear he is also telling you that the Secret Service needs five minutes to make sure (since we are now, apparently, under attack) what route it wants to take. You think about what you’ve just heard. You don’t want to confuse the children or increase the confusion and fear the adults around you may be feeling. You finish the damn book, calmly thank the children and make your way out. It’s strong. It’s what a grown up does. End of story.
Michael Moore would apparently have preferred that Bush leap from his chair, assume a Prometheus-esqe pose and sing out, “HEEERE I COME TO SAVE THE DAAAAAY!” before running out the door.
The president sat for 7 minutes. What length of time would have been acceptable to Michael Moore and to you? Five minutes? Four? Those numbers are better than seven? Do you know how fast three minutes go? Are you honestly saying those three minutes made a difference? Had Bush jumped up and said – ala John Kerry – ‘Children, I am sorry but I must go because something important has come up and the president must respond to it,” can’t you just hear Micha
el Moore sneering, “Listen to him, he thinks he’s Batman! Look at how he’s confusing those kids! Those poor kids who worked so hard on their reading! He couldn’t have waiting four minutes or seven to let the little bas’tid read that great goat book to him? What did he think he was going to do, fly out like Mighty Mouse? HEEERE I COME TO SAVE THE DAAAAY!”I
In Michael Mooreland, nothing Bush could have done in those moments would have been the right thing. Nothing President Bush does can ever be the right thing, to Michael Moore. The entire charge is a bit of champertous connivance. And Michael Moore is as deleterious a slab of connivance as this world has seen since P.T. Barnum.
For that matter, nothing President Bush does can ever be the right thing to John Kerry, either. Kerry cannot find a single issue – not one in the whole vast universe – on which to imply, even faintly, that President Bush has performed well. Except, as I said a few days ago, we haven’t been attacked in three years. And, as Jim Geraghty pointed out at the beginning of this rant: International and national events which would have given Al Qaeda a huge stage for their sick aggression have taken place on four different continents. These events all took place peacably.
But you know…President Bush is stupid and does everything wrong and he read to those poor kids for seven minutes!
Random Boldface thoughts before bed
Jim Geraghty over at Kerry Spot has made an observation worth pondering: