About those strange characters that have appeared in my archived posts…” …

….along with ’ , and also  . What’s happened is that I’ve upgraded to WordPress v. 2.8, and the conversion has messed up certain keystrokes in older posts, mostly the apostrophe/quotation mark key. My friend, the legendary Whoooo, is going to upgrade me to 2.81 shortly, which may eliminate that particular bug, and I don’t have time to go back and hand-alter every instance of the glitch. So that’s what’s up wit dat.

Working on an Independence Day post, so check back. It’s going to be kind of a downer, but I’ll probably find a way to insert a few laughs….you know me, “although I might be laughing loud and hearty, deep inside I’m blue…” The first July Fourth of the Age of Obamaism feels sad, not festive, and I know I’m not alone in that observation….The ID4 post will be along the lines of the “Silent Coup” theme I’ve been sounding for so long. So many people still have no concept, yet, of what they have wrought by electing their imaginary hip black friend.

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Obi’s Sister has some more cheerful holiday stuff for you.

California, Rest In Peace….

Orwellian? Through The Looking Glass? I don’t know why anything should surprise me anymore, but El Presidente Obama is now using California as the model we should be pursuing in our quest to save the Polar Bears. But…who will save California?

While promoting his new cap-and-trade energy tax bill, which passed the U.S. House last week, President Obama revealed in a White House address on Monday his model for the nation’s economy – California. “In the late 1970s, the state of California enacted tougher energy-efficiency policies,” Obama said, noting that the state and its residents use less energy today per capita than the national average. “Think about that,” he said, “California producing jobs, their economy keeping pace with the rest of the country and yet they’ve been able to maintain their energy usage in a much lower level than the rest of the country.”

Obama might want to rethink his choice of a model state because it is easy to understand how California has curbed its energy use. Between 2000 and 2007, before the current recession, the state shed nearly 21 percent of its manufacturing jobs, driving down its industrial electrical consumption by 21 percent. California’s industrial users pay electric rates twice as high as their Midwestern counterparts – which helps explain why so much heavy industry has fled the state. In addition to alienating its industry, California has also curbed energy use through exorbitant residential electric rates (50 percent higher than the national average) and massive net out-migration. Between 2005 and 2007, 2.14 million Californians moved to other states, while only 1.44 million people from elsewhere moved to the Golden State, according to the U.S. Census Bureau. Don’t be surprised when the 2010 Census finds even more people leaving to escape California’s 11.5 percent unemployment. And, as jobs and residents fled California, its tax revenues have declined, while its politicians went on a spending binge, creating a severe budget crisis.

If the President wants America to look like California, pushing the Obama-Waxman-Markey cap-and-trade anti-global warming energy bill through Congress is surely the way to do it. Among much else in its 1,200+ pages (none of which were read by the vast majority of House members who voted on it), the measure caps carbon dioxide emissions at levels certain to cause artificial scarcity and higher energy prices. That will convince still more American manufacturers that they can only remain competitive by moving to other countries with no caps (think India and China), lower expenses and cheaper workforces. Manufacturers who can’t move or who must rely on electric power will simply go out of business or drastically reduce their workforces. The Heritage Foundation forecasts job losses under Obama-Waxman-Markey of 1.15 million annually beginning in 2012. Welcome to the Hotel California in the age of Obama.

“The Smile”….or “The Mask”? You decide….

Big Hollywood’s Myrna Sokoloff is on to something here:

Presidents have nicknames. Clinton was” Bubba” or “Slick Willy,” if you didn’t like him. ”The Comeback Kid” if you did. Reagan was “Dutch” from his sportscaster days or “The Gipper” from the movies. But love him or hate him you had to admit Reagan was “The Great Communicator.”

President Obama should have a nickname from our side. Words mean something we are reminded all the time. So I am going to name him “The Smile.”

If you watch him at “town meetings” when he’s pressing his agenda and making statements that go unchallenged from the adoring crowds, he comes across as calm, reassuring and easy going while he’s attempting to dismantle American capitalism. His answer to everything is to smile.

From my perspective in Hollywood, I see that people respond to him like they do to a movie star. It’s the face, the eyes, the smile, not what he says. This phenomenon shows up in the polls. His personal popularity holds around 60%, but if you ask about specific policies, Americans don’t agree with him. Americans by wide margins do not want to close Guantanamo, are against affirmative action, and against late term abortion. The majority want him to cancel the stimulus and hate the bailouts!

But out here in L.A. we understand this. Star quality is not scientific. We just know it when we see it. Fans react to a star with an adoration which makes them buys tickets to movies and buy the DVD so they can watch it over and over. Just listen to the fans screams for the stars on the red carpet at the awards shows.

President Obama’s crowds in the campaign and his town meetings have the same reaction. All he has to do is smile.

But it reminded me of an even more appropriate moniker for The One….The Mask. See what you think.
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Would that what lurks behind Obama’s mask were as innocuous as the Stanley Ipkiss/Jim Carrey character from the movie. We will not be so lucky. “From Zero to Hero,” indeed.
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Walking clichés and the liberals next door…

This will be a potpourri post, one of those catch-all/catch-up posts that I do after a weekend away. The title comes, in part, from Harry Stein’s excellent column, which appeared on my favorite page of my favorite section of my favorite newspaper: The Taste page in the Friday “Weekend Journal” section of the Wall Street Journal.

Stein’s column deals with Walter and Gwendolyn Meyers, the “Spies Next Door” whose trite “New Leftist” ideology led them to betray their country in the interests of their supposed “loyalty to humanity” by spying for a fascist dictator named Fidel Castro for more than three decades. As Stein notes, “One wag on the Web speculated that the couple would beat the rap by pleading insanity based on Bush Derangement Syndrome.” Jimmuh Derangement Syndrome is more like it—their treason extends back to the Carter administration. Maybe these “pro-abortion, pot-smoking environmentalists” were duped into supporting the Caribbean’s leading gulag by Cuban agents plying them with Billy Beer.
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The disturbing point of Stein’s column, though, is that

What makes them [the Myers] clichés is that there are so many others like them. In left-of-center precincts across America, from the Upper West Side to the studio lot where Sean Penn is filming his latest movie, and including countless college campuses in between, Fidel Castro is even now regarded with understanding and, yes, something like affection. True enough, some have qualms about his abuse of political prisoners and, even more so, his treatment of gays and people suffering from AIDS. But, overall, people have a soft spot for the guy who not only took on the big, bad U.S., but did so with such élan. Castro would certainly be welcome at any dinner party — as opposed to, say, a Republican!

And we haven’t even gotten to that bona fide hero, T-shirt model Che.

Is Stein suggesting that we monitor all of our neighbors and relatives in case they might be the next Julius and Ethel Rosenberg, or Alger Hiss, or even our congressperson, who might be a latent Henry Wallace? Of course not….he asks and answers that rhetorical question here (this is one of those articles that’s very hard to excerpt….read the whole thing):

Would others among Castro’s legion of liberal admirers likewise be inclined to spy for Cuba? Probably not very many. But probably more than you think — if they were cultivated properly, as the Myerses were, and asked very nicely. Why? Because it would be cast as work on behalf of suffering humanity, in the struggle against the forces of rapacious exploitation.

This is the romance of the left. Many conservatives wonder how seemingly intelligent souls, who recoil at the horrors of the Nazi camps or the torture cells of a Pinochet, can regard the despots of the left, many of whose murderous totals are even higher, with apparent equanimity. It is because in the emotion-fueled world of liberalism, it is words that matter most, and professed intent, not the facts.

It has always been thus. Back in 1951, a former Soviet operative in the U.S. named Hede Massing, a key prosecution figure in the Alger Hiss case, wrote a memoir detailing her espionage work. “‘What about loyalty to my country?’” she recalls one prospective recruit to her network asking plaintively — an objection she successfully countered by arguing that “loyalty to humanity” takes “precedence over any other kind of loyalty.”

In various guises, such a sentiment is heard even more often today. Reportedly, the Myerses told an undercover agent they looked forward to sailing “home” — meaning to Cuba. It is the same word by which their foolish, starry-eyed predecessors used to refer to Stalin’s Soviet Union.

This was driven home for me as I sat at a table at a wedding reception on Saturday, hoisting a few with a cousin-by-marriage who is in the popular music biz. His parents are socialist, flower-child punks whose defining moments were their anti-war marches in the ’60s, and they’ve never gotten over it (divorced when the self-indulgent hippie husband felt the need to experience free love with strangers and marriage turned out a bourgeois construct, anyway…yes, he’s an academic with a hefty trust fund). As I listened to their young, charming, twit of a son mock “global warming deniers” on the basis of absolutely nothing other than his own demagogue-induced feelings, I couldn’t help but feel a real sadness at the evil in our midst. You can’t even have a reasoned conversation with these “Bush Lied, People Died” tropists. It is the mentality that produces such things as The Stoning of Soraya M, but they don’t see it….they lack the historical perspective to see that unthinking political advocacy—secular religion—is identical to what produced Stalinist Russia, Nazi Germany, Maoist China, Pol Pot’s Cambodia, and on and on. Again, from Stein:

“Occasionally, he would voice frustration with U.S. policies,” noted the Washington Post of Walter Kendall Myers, the aging New Leftist recently arrested with his wife, Gwendolyn, on charges of spying for Cuba. “But to his liberal neighbors in Northwest D.C.,” the story continued, “it was nothing out of the ordinary. ‘We were all appalled by the Bush years,’ one said.”

In this account and others, the Myerses seem less like shady characters out of a spy novel than like some of the more adamant residents of the leafy, left-of-center New York suburb where I live. They, too, as the Post has it, manifest “a deep and long-standing anger toward this country,” and they certainly share Mr. Myers’s rage, as recorded in his diary, at America’s oil companies and health-care system.

That the Myerses’ politics appear indistinguishable from today’s garden-variety left-liberalism has not been lost on conservatives. One wag on the Web speculated that the couple would beat the rap by pleading insanity based on Bush Derangement Syndrome. “Here’s the shocking part (kidding),” noted Gateway Pundit’s Jim Hoft. “A Walter Myers from Ashburn, Virginia donated to the Obama Campaign this past year.”
[Espionage then and now: Hede Massing (above) and Walter Kendall Myers and his wife, Gwendolyn.] Reuters

In fact, the alleged spooks are walking clichés, their every political and social attitude reflecting the mix of self-righteousness and naïveté that is the basis of post-1960s liberalism. Hugely privileged — the great-grandson of Alexander Graham Bell, Mr. Myers went to prep school and sailed a 38-foot sloop — the couple idealized the poor. Seamlessly, they moved from antiwar activism to pro-abortion activism and then, in the fullness of time, along with everyone else, to environmentalism. He was an academic — enough said. She got into politics, like so many others, via the McGovern campaign. They grew pot in their basement. And, yes, they spied on behalf of Castro’s murderous regime not for the money but on principle. They’d been searching for a sense of meaning.

What is so troubling about this is the fervor with which these misguided souls believe their indoctrination. There is no reasoning with them. There is no sense of logic. These same people who support Obama for “not meddling” in the affairs of an oppressive regime that permits women to be stoned to death, and gays strangled, sees nothing wrong with Obama’s “meddling” to support a rogue president who was attempting an extra-legal extension of his term in Honduras. That is something that should give us all pause…our “timid” foreign policy president lining up with Chavez and Ortega and Castro. Time to wake up, people. These people who believe this stuff so fervently see nothing wrong with sneaking things past you, as the Obama/Ayers/Alinsky administration is doing right under your nose. It’s their “loyalty to humanity,” don’t you know. Trumps everything else.

Bernie Madoff got 150 years today. Good. May the Myerses get the same sentence, and live it out right next door to him. What they helped Castro do to others should be their own fate.
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I’m reminded of Judge Irving Kaufman’s remarks as he sentenced the Rosenbergs:

Citizens of this country who betray their fellow-countrymen can be under none of the delusions about the benignity of Soviet power that they might have been prior to World War II. The nature of Russian terrorism is now self-evident. Idealism as a rational dissolves . . .
I consider your crime worse than murder. Plain deliberate contemplated murder is dwarfed in magnitude by comparison with the crime you have committed. In committing the act of murder, the criminal kills only his victim. The immediate family is brought to grief and when justice is meted out the chapter is closed. But in your case, I believe your conduct in putting into the hands of the Russians the A-bomb years before our best scientists predicted Russia would perfect the bomb has already caused, in my opinion, the Communist aggression in Korea, with the resultant casualties exceeding 50,000 and who knows but that millions more of innocent people may pay the price of your treason. Indeed, by your betrayal you undoubtedly have altered the course of history to the disadvantage of our country.
No one can say that we do not live in a constant state of tension. We have evidence of your treachery all around us every day–for the civilian defense activities throughout the nation are aimed at preparing us for an atom bomb attack. Nor can it be said in mitigation of the offense that the power which set the conspiracy in motion and profited from it was not openly hostile to the United States at the time of the conspiracy. If this was your excuse the error of your ways in setting yourselves above our properly constituted authorities and the decision of those authorities not to share the information with Russia must now be obvious . . .
In the light of this, I can only conclude that the defendants entered into this most serious conspiracy against their country with full realization of its implications . . .
The statute of which the defendants at the bar stand convicted is clear. I have previously stated my view that the verdict of guilty was amply justified by the evidence. In the light of the circumstances, I feel that I must pass such sentence upon the principals in this diabolical conspiracy to destroy a God-fearing nation, which will demonstrate with finality that this nation’s security must remain inviolate; that traffic in military secrets, whether promoted by slavish devotion to a foreign ideology or by a desire for monetary gains must cease.
The evidence indicated quite clearly that Julius Rosenberg was the prime mover in this conspiracy. However, let no mistake be made about the role which his wife, Ethel Rosenberg, played in this conspiracy. Instead of deterring him from pursuing his ignoble cause, she encouraged and assisted the cause. She was a mature woman–almost three years older than her husband and almost seven years older than her younger brother. She was a full-fledged partner in this crime.
Indeed the defendants Julius and Ethel Rosenberg placed their devotion to their cause above their own personal safety and were conscious that they were sacrificing their own children, should their misdeeds be detected–all of which did not deter them from pursuing their course. Love for their cause dominated their lives–it was even greater than their love for their children.”

RELATED: Neo goes tinfoil, and I say “welcome to the club.”

…our own president, despite his original refusal to “meddle” in the affairs of Iran, has attempted to meddle mightily in Honduran affairs in order to save Zelaya. The manner in which Obama tried to interfere highlights both his own hubris and his misplaced faith in the power of “dialogue”[...]A year ago I might have considered the statement I’m about to make to be a slide into tinfoil hat territory. But now I believe that Mr. Aguilera may be giving Obama way too much credit. I suspect that Obama understands exactly what dangers Chavez and Castro pose, and that he either doesn’t care or that he actually approves.

Obama has said that he is “deeply concerned” by the news of the removal of Zelaya and that he calls on “all political and social actors in Honduras to respect democratic norms, the rule of law and the tenets of the Inter-American Democratic Charter.” So far it seems, however, that it was actually Zelaya who was violating those rules of law. It also sounds as though Obama’s definition of “democratic norms” might include “one person, one vote, one time.”

Zelaya was determined that Honduras follow in the footsteps of that stellar democracy, Venezuela, which not long ago (see this) paved the way, in a similar referendum, for Hugo Chavez to become president for life.

A democracy can vote for tyranny—but that’s what constitutions are designed to prevent.

Out of the office

Heading south for a wedding (tomorrow) and to celebrate my own 27th anniversary (today). How’s that for a rock’n'roll animal? Not a bad record. May post from the road, maybe not, if not, I’ll see ya on Sunday night.

This is making me nostalgiac. More later.

“Five Days Crying In Argentina…”

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I was going to use that line (from South Carolina Governor Mark Sanford’s obligatory “expression of remorse” press conference)  as the title of my next album, but when I called my agent, he said Tori Amos had already taken it. Damn.

Is it just me, or does this latest political sex scandal sound like something Homer Simpson or Hank Hill would have done? “Honey, I’ll be hiking the Appalachian Trail all by myself over Father’s Day weekend, um, working on my book.”

And then you secretly fly to Argentina (despite having a very high-profile job) to hook up with your mistress, leaving a trail of embarrassingly juvenile emails for the press to find and publish.  And then Marge or Peggy forgives you, and all ends well.  Oh wait, that’s only in the cartoons.

I’m not going to get all moralizey about this, but hey politicians…..if you simply must have  a midlife crisis, can you please try to make them less pathetic?  No more of this Sanford-Spitzer-Edwards stuff.  At least find yourself a cool gun moll or a famous Hollywood sex symbol.  Thank you.

Obama thinks resistance to government-run health care is illogical….

I’m more convinced than ever that I’m just having some sort of horrible science fiction-type nightmare, and I’m going to wake up soon, and McCain will actually have won.

At a White House press conference on Tuesday, Obama said: “Why would it drive private insurance out of business? If private insurers say that the marketplace provides the best quality health care; if they tell us that they’re offering a good deal, then why is it that the government, which they say can’t run anything, suddenly is going to drive them out of business? That’s not logical.”

The fact that bureaucratic, unionized government health care—like public schools—will be perceived as “free,” (because we have a stupid polity), is what will cause the demise of the private system.

Has the MSM finally tired of playing the roles of courtier/courtesan in Obamalot?

Well, yesterday’s presser was encouraging, some good jabs were thrown.  Today, Dana Milbank, of all people, follows up with a nice hook to the ribs.  Hmmm.

In his first daytime news conference yesterday, President Obama preempted “All My Children,” “Days of Our Lives” and “The Young and the Restless.” But the soap viewers shouldn’t have been disappointed: The president had arranged some prepackaged entertainment for them.
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The use of planted questioners is a no-no at presidential news conferences, because it sends a message to the world — Iran included — that the American press isn’t as free as advertised. But yesterday wasn’t so much a news conference as it was a taping of a new daytime drama, “The Obama Show.” Missed yesterday’s show? Don’t worry: On Wednesday, ABC News will be broadcasting “Good Morning America” from the South Lawn (guest stars: the president and first lady), “World News Tonight” from the Blue Room, and a prime-time feature with Obama from the East Room.
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This is Barack Obama, and these are the Days of Our Lives.

As if to compensate for the prepackaged Huffington Post question, Obama went quickly to Fox News for a predictably hostile question from Major Garrett. “In your opening remarks, sir, you said about Iran that you were appalled and outraged,” Garrett said. “What took you so long?

“I don’t think that’s accurate,” Obama volleyed testily, calling his toughening statements on Iran “entirely consistent.”

The host of “The Obama Show” dispatched with similar ease a challenge from CBS’s Chip Reid, asking whether his hardening line on Iran was inspired by John McCain. “What do you think?” Obama replied with a big grin. That brought the house down. And the studio audience laughed again when ABC’s Jake Tapper tried to get Obama to answer another reporter’s question that he had dodged. “Are you the ombudsman for the White House press corps?” the president cracked.
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But yesterday’s daytime drama belonged primarily to Pitney, of the Huffington Post Web site. During the eight years of the Bush administration, liberal outlets such as the Huffington Post often accused the White House of planting questioners in news conferences to ask preplanned questions. But here was Obama fielding a preplanned question asked by a planted questioner — from the Huffington Post.

Pitney said the White House, though not aware of the question’s wording, asked him to come up with a question about Iran proposed by an Iranian. And, as it turned out, he was not the only prearranged questioner at yesterday’s show. Later, Obama passed over the usual suspects to call on Macarena Vidal of the Spanish-language EFE news agency. The White House called Vidal in advance to see whether she was coming and arranged for her to sit in a seat usually assigned to a financial trade publication. She asked about Chile and Colombia.

A couple of more questions and Obama called it a day. “Mr. President!” yelled Mike Allen of Politico. “May I ask about Afghanistan? No questions about Iraq or Afghanistan?”

Sorry: Those weren’t prearranged.

If Obama loses the MSM–or important elements of it–it will be just like Toto pulling back the curtain and exposing “The Great And Powerful Oz.” Stay tuned.

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Obama’s first semi-tough press conference….

Kudos to Major Garrett for asking The One “what took so long” with regard to the political oppression in Iran.

Notice how snippy Obama gets. I love that. He’s like a snooty substitute teacher, starting with the way he “looks” for Garrett at the beginning—even though he has assigned seating and a seating chart…”Major Garrett, where’s Major?” Oh, there you are, as if I didn’t know.

What was interesting was that the ensuing questions, from CBS and NBC, continued to press the child president, to such an extent that he felt compelled to remind his audience not once, but twice, that he, The Great Obama the First, was the President of the United States. Good for the MSM, at least the ones who didn’t get invited to run the health care infomercial….

I’m with Neo-neocon on this, there is something very juvenile, petulant, and disturbing about this “I won” president, who needs to keep reminding us—as if reminding himself—that he won, and is now the President of the United States.

I cannot in my lifetime recall a previous president feeling the need to remind the opposition and the public that “I won,” and “Only I’m the president of the United States.” The latter in particular has a “nah nah nah na nah” teasy juvenile quality, especially since Obama is comparing himself to John McCain, the man who ran against him in 2008 and would have liked to have been president instead.

The Cone of Silence….Obama’s Soft-Serve foreign policy, with sprinkles on top…

Obama shows his solidarity with the Iranian protesters in the only way he knows how….eating a green slushy Italian ice.  Notice the resoluteness of his gaze (or is that just brain freeze?) and the symbolic touch of cherry or strawberry red.  Iranian dissidents….our president is sending you a powerful message of solidarity. He is joining the world in “bearing witness” to your oppression. You must feel almost as comforted as the Iraqi Kurds, by now. Patterico reminds us, vividly, of what this is actually all about.

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Don’t miss this brilliant comparison of Ronald Reagan speaking out on the Polish rebellion vs. Obama’s bold “ice cream cone” policy with regard to the Iranian rebellion against the mullahs. Unbelievable how far we have sunk as a nation and as a polity.

And, the day would not be complete without Chris’s take….
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Hey Iranian dissidents, Twitter me…
This is what you get when you elect a cocky, wet-behind-the-ears punk to be the President of the United States, Obama voters. You humiliate your country, and consign us to the ash-heap of history. I wish I could call Obama the joke that he is, but I can’t, since he’s a catastrophe. But laugh I must….what a joke so many of the people of this country have become….thank you for this, Dave:

To clarify, my only real concern is over sportsmanship. In democracies like ours elections can sometimes be difficult and messy. “Politics ain’t beanbag,” as we also say over here. As I learned on the basketball courts and ward precincts of Chicago, the birthplace of modern Democracy, a hard fought game sometimes involves a little trash talk, an occasional sharp elbow, or a mysteriously malfunctioning scoreboard. But this doesn’t mean we always have to resort to flagrant fouls, or angrily shooting our opponent in the parking lot, just because he showboated after a layup. Let’s all remember the lesson of Ron Artest — charging into the stands and savagely beating a heckler might feel good at first, but in the end it just might mean losing that big shoe contract with Nike.

And so I encourage both sides in this exciting contest to “keep it cool,” and “play within yourself.” Whether you are a “shirt” or a “skin,” let’s all respect the game. Are you a member of the Revolutionary Guards who just laid out a student demonstrator with a vicious, bone-jarring hit? Instead of taunting him, offer your hand to help him back to his feet. This will be a polite sign of mutual competitive respect before your next vicious, bone-jarring hit. Are you the student demonstrator? After collecting your teeth, congratulate the Guard on his his awesome hit. This will let the Guard know that you are a good sport, and committed to continue your dialogue without preconditions. At the end of the day, we need to leave our differences on the court and start focusing on the dangerous enemy who threatens all of us: Dick Cheney.

Let’s also remember a good sport is gracious in victory and defeat. If you find yourself way ahead, don’t run up the body count just to impress the UN poll voters. Act like you’ve been there before! If you’re on the losing side, don’t try to prolong the inevitable with ticky-tack fouls and time-outs and Hail-Allah trick protest formations. You gave it your best shot, but the fat lady is beginning to sing. So let’s cue up Queen on the stadium PA, pass out the commemorative t-shirts, and get ready to douse the winning mullahs with Gatorade. After the victory parades, I’d love to host the winners at the White House for some sort of ceremonial diplomatic photo-op.