The Anchoress
A few years ago the press and the left were gasping about the “brilliance” of some novella (whose name escapes me – it was called Checkpoint, or Flashpoint or Freakpoint or something – I’ll have to go to the Borders Bargain Bin and see what it’s called, again) in which a character discusses “assassinating George W. Bush.” How daring! It represented the staggering intellectualism of Bush Derangement Syndrome, or whatever.
And there have been, here and there, in London and NY, small theatre productions all about how “Bush is bad and Bush is dumb and Bush is the worst person ever and Bush is evil and he should be killed,” yadda, yadda. Little flashpoints of malice offered up as entertainment for people for whom malice is a drug and a way to get through the day.
Those were just little appetizers to the great hunger of Bush hatred which has been fed for five years on forgettable books, tired jokes and Bill Maher. Now, finally here comes the main course, the piece de resistance (or what AJ Strata refers to – correctly – as a Bush-hater’s wet dream): The Assassination of President Bush in a TV “Docudrama!” Ta-da! Applause, applause – what a masterful chef to concoct so enticing a recipe, so desireable a meal! The haters will feed on it ravenously, as though they’ve had no Bush Hate to gnaw on for long years.
And when they eat it, it will destroy them. This meal will taste delicious in the mouth, and it will go down easier than a California mudslide, but after a while – not immediately, but after a while – they will realize they’ve poisoned themselves, willingly, lasciviously, voraciously, luxuriously. Bloated and gaseous they’ll look for an antidote, but there is no antidote to this much hate, except full-scale surrender, contrition and conversion – not necessarily to a religious idea, but to a more humbled mindset, one willing to be taught to love…and these poor folks will probably be too weakened and too ill to manage all that.
This much hate backfires on the hater. You’d think they’d know it by now, but they don’t, of course. They always overplay their hand. They can be counted on to do it.
I feel kind of sorry for the people who – undoubtedly – are multiple-orgasming over this story today. You know what sites to visit to find them, if you must seek them out. I feel sorry for them because this is all they are, loyal subjects enthralled to a Kingship of Hate, which is an evil and a real oppressor, although they don’t think they’re oppressed – well, except by that evil moron, Bush, who is keeping them from living freely or speaking out while they sip their lattes.
Just as prayer is a force, and love is a force, hate is a force, too. It has power, horrible, destructive power. And the worst part about the power of hate is that it is so often invisible – it cannot be seen – its effects cannot be seen until much later. Its effects are not immediately clear, as with a hurricane, or even “eventually” clear, as with a child loved into being. The effects of hate prefer to remain hidden – they hate to be brought out into the light and examined. Hate’s hiding place, of course, is deep within the human heart and soul. It slumbers there, eats there, plays there, sends forth destruction from that comfortable and well-camouflaged bunker.
I used to think that John Paul II was the man toward whom more hate and more love were directed, in the world, than any other, and that the hate and love balanced each other out, in a way. Now, of course, President Bush is the most hated man in the world, without the balance of corresponding love. What an awful life for him – what a terrible burden to carry – how many of us would be willing to endure it?
And if hate is a force – an “energy,” if you like – then what is going to happen to all of that hate when President Bush is no longer in office? Where will all of that force go? It must go somewhere. If it does not go outward, it will go inward.
I know many in the blogosphere, on the left are thrilled with this “docudrama” idea. And many on the right are appalled and enraged. I personally think that this idea is “too-cute by half,” and that aside from feeding those who so hunger for it, it is going to repel the rest, especially those who do not “love” the president, but who do not “hate” him, either.
The film will have its apologists in the media, of course, people who will harrumph and sneer at the rubes of the world who don’t recognise how daring and sophisticated it all is. And no doubt, some wild-eyed rightwing person will be brought on the air, somewhere, to hyperventilate over the piece and quote scripture, for the edification and amusement of the sophisticates.
But for the rest of the world, the folks who are not mad from ideological overdosing, I think The Bush-haters and their Derangement Syndrome may have just jumped the shark.
Jonah Goldberg has a good piece up – not smearing jelly-kisses all over President Bush, by any means, but suggesting that perhaps it is time to cut President Bush a little slack. A nice idea, and a fair one, if anyone is interested.
Blue Crab Boulevard says, “this may finally be the point where the vast majority of the public recoils in utter revulsion from the left.” His piece is powerful – a must read.
AJ Strata says it’s a foolish horse head in America’s bed. He adds: “Americans may have their doubts about things, but we do not want another assassinated President.” Exactly right.
Ed Morrissey thinks any sensible person would be appalled. You’d think so, wouldn’t you?
Rick Moran says: In their world, the death of Bush at the hands of an assassin would not necessarily elicit public celebration but rather more likely, present an occasion for snark such as we see above. They are much too sophisticated to share in the horror that such an event would cause the overwhelming majority of their countrymen. [Emphasis added – admin]
Indeed. What did Euripides say? Whom the gods would destroy they first make mad. Reading some of the lefty comments found around the blogosphere, full of snarky good cheer and expressing not the faintest disdain for the idea of a president being slain, one wonders where their minds have gone.
Related:
Oh, yeah, this is a RECENT hate
it’s not really about Bush
Michelle Malkin has a Bush-haters round-up, past and present
Flopping Aces checks out some lefty forums
Roger L. Simon, screenwriter, rightly calls it “political porn.”
Lorie Byrd wonders if the left shouldn’t beware what it wishes for
Hang Right Politics
Political Pit Bull
Jawa Report
John Stephenson
Webloggin
Protein Wisdom
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