Doesn’t interest me in the least, but I find Jonah Goldberg’s reaction hilarious. As a writer at Anti-Semitism Review and a colleague of the undisputed king of the smear, Goldberg has precious little room to criticize Abe Foxman. I suspect he fears that the fire he has helped fan for so long may be leaving the forest and heading for the subdivisions.
Make Sure to Tip the Gatekeepers!
Oh, I’ve apparently committed a blogging faux pas. How gauche!
Almost forgot– two more blogs for the unofficial, nonexistent blogroll: Serfdom Times and Krokul River. Goodness, hope no one rescinds my invitations to all those hip D.C. and L.A. blogger parties!
Update [10/19]: OK, make that official, existing blogroll. Over to your left.
Faster, Harder, Bigger
Great God almighty, what the hell is wrong with Michael Ledeen? For some time now, he’s been ending almost every essay at National Review with the phrase “Faster, please.” It’s like a porn spammer’s version of “Carthago Delenda Est,” and from a guy whose e-mail address is Benito12, that’s a bit disturbing. Ten bucks says there’s a copy of Ilsa, She-Wolf of the SS somewhere in Ledeen’s home.
Plenty of Shame to Go Around
Some Palestinian kids ( Jonah Goldberg calls them “teens,” but that’s not specified in the article he linked) set fire to the tomb of Joseph in retaliation for their Israeli-imposed house arrest. Shame on them. Thank goodness those historic-preservationists and guardians of religious freedom at National Review are on the case.
Farm Aid
Lt. Col. (ret.) Karen Kwiatkowski on farm policy in Iraq:
Orchard bulldozing is part of “a new policy of collective punishment of farmers who do not give information about guerrillas attacking U.S. troops.” Is it really a U.S. policy? I might credit this designation as “U.S. policy” to the reporting style of the Independent, but other punishments doled out by U.S. troops in Iraq are on theme and indicate a policy of sorts. These include humiliation of Iraqis and crushing antique cars. Not long ago, I saw on television American soldiers repeatedly running a tank over a Baghdad resident’s vehicle, crushing it flat. The Iraqi had taken wood from somewhere in the city, to burn, and now that the United States was cracking down on looting, the punishment was swift and sincere. The car was the Iraqi’s taxicab, and the “punishment” represented the total destruction of the only legitimate source of income for him and his extended family. Our soldiers said that punishment like this would send a message to others.
Hot Damn!
An Alternet columnist evinces a bit of skepticism about the American welfare empire! Tell it, sister:
What can we, in America, know of how it feels to be a citizen of any other country in the world?
We do not have brigades of well-meaning volunteers from, say, the Netherlands arriving in our neighborhoods with bold promises of teaching us how to run our schools. We do not have representatives from Singapore engaging in optimistic efforts to reform our legislature, or teams from France trying to develop our media. Scruffy Swedish twenty-somethings, fresh from college, do not take up residence in our midst and teach us about the importance of government-sponsored healthcare.
Though we pride ourselves on traveling the world to help solve its problems – charity or bust – we do not know how it feels to be always on the worse end of the expression, “It is better to give than to receive.”
Actually, dear, we have a homegrown army of social workers and other buttinskis who pester the ever-lovin’ hell out of U.S. citizens, but I’ll save that story for another occasion. You’re on the right track.