Rich Man Saved from Mob of 12

Justice prevails as another extremely wealthy politician is saved from having to face any consequences for his actions. The system works!

Meanwhile, other members of the victimized rich cry bitter tears of self-pity because somebody questions their ownership of pet politicians, parties, and the bodies and souls of men (Rev. 18:13). Is there anything more heart-wringing than the spectacle of jowly men, dripping with wealth and power, pleading for just a drop of kindness from Mean Weak People.

Update:  My readers persuade me that even a loathsome toad like Edwards deserves the benefit of law here. Fair enough.

On the other hand, one reader cracks me up with the hand-wringing plea in response to my second paragraph: “First, they came for the super-rich…” Yeah, criticism of the massive amount of control by the oligarchy is *just like* a prelude to the Holocaust.

It is astonishing to me how deeply solicitous we are for the super-rich and powerful. It has a curious quality to it, not of cynical sycophantic suckupery to a tyrannical boss we don’t like but must truckle to (that would be sane), but instead typically comes across as a genuine, tender, pitying, and sympathetic concern for their plight and their tender feelings–as though they really are the victims in our society. I think that is deeply, deeply deranged and signals something very strange about us. There appears to be a far greater fear of so much as the hint of “class envy” (even when the class being criticized is picking your pocket, committing incest with Caesar, and gaming the system to make you pay them billions for their world-historical failures), than there is of offending him who said, “Blessed are the poor”. We have no problem at all heaping our dudgeon on poor Mexicans who take crap jobs we don’t want anyway. We can’t bring ourselves to fault billionaires who send jobs we do want to to China to be done by virtual slaves for peanuts. It’s like Stockholm syndrome.