A backlash to former President Clinton’s visit to Amarillo was to be expected from the Amarillo Globe-News, and had the requisite vitriol come from the likes of Chumbly, H*nry, Henson, Holland, McMurray or any other loony from its Augean stable of right-wingnut twaddle meisters few would have been surprised, but to see Greg Sagan take moral umbrage in the most tawdry of screeds leaves little doubt that his surviving the pogrom was no mere oversight but a willingness to become another tool in the Ministry of Information’s arsenal against cognitive thought.
For all of his libertarian bona fides, Sagan pitches the most priggish of histrionic fits, dredging up the Monica Lewinski affair to label Bill Clinton’s visit to Amarillo an insult.
But against that single stain are we not insulted by an Oval Office awash in blood and oil? Are we not insulted by a tarnished administration that holds the Constitution in contempt, which violates our laws and international laws with impunity? Are we not insulted by a White House tainted by torture, human rights violations, moral hypocrisy, and falsehoods?
Oh, right, in Amarillo these things are not an insult because they are done by a Republican. It would be perfectly acceptable for George W. Bush to beat a nun to death with a tire iron in the Oval Office broadcast live on Fox because Less Simpson and his subscribers worship him as the anointed one.
How perfect to get Sagan, one of the more intelligent columnists and cogent critics, to turn away from the chalice of reason and stoop to drink deep from the AGN’s dixie cup of pond scum. Had Hillary Clinton visited he would have declared it an insult because the Ice Queen shot Vince Foster.
SPOTTED: Greg Sagan and friend.
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"The Democrats have moved to the right, and the right has moved into a mental hospital." - Bill Maher
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"The Democrats have moved to the right, and the right has moved into a mental hospital." - Bill Maher
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"The city is crowded my friends are away and I'm on my own
It's too hot to handle so I gotta get up and go
It's a cruel ... cruel summer"
It's too hot to handle so I gotta get up and go
It's a cruel ... cruel summer"
Sunday, February 24, 2008
Drinking the Kool-Aid
Posted by calamus venenum at 3:08 PM
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