People Who Buy Into

THE FALSE FLAG OPERATIONS of the Obamamedia and myrmidons in the nutroots Left have to either be dupes or fellow travelers themselves or have simply not been paying attention since … well, forever. For all of living memory, the Democrat party has used fraud, deceit, dirty tricks, and false promises to win elections it could never win outright, fair-and-square. The whole flap over purported ejaculations from the crowds at McCain/Palin rallies is more of the same.

You have to have a tin ear for the truth, or no knowledge of the history of the various parties involved, to even think for a moment that any of this is true. Shouted imprecations and threats from a political rally? That’s just not our style. Instead, think of Rush Limbaugh’s descriptions of the behavior of the crowds at Dan’s Bake Sale, in which something on the order of 500,000 people descended on Fort Collins, Colorado, from all over the globe, and had less of a lasting impact than a crowd a tenth that size of Deadheads or peaceniks. We don’t do that. What made that fellow in Waukesha so remarkable is that he is nearly unique. Spittle-flecked rage is more the Left’s forte. Not to mention the clinical projection to accuse their opponents of the behavior they themselves exhibit.

As others have often noted, it is so easy to spot these false flag operations that you have to wonder A) that they are still tried and 2) that somebody is dumb enough to fall for them. Making statements, shouting slogans that bear no resemblance to the issues and ideas that populate the debate within a community, speaking in shibboleths that reveal you to be an outsider… these all ought to make it risibly easy to avoid being taken in.

And yet, people are. And just as the provocateurs themselves, who say, “I’m 70 years old and a lifelong Republican, but I can’t buy the notion that lower taxes can be good for either the economy or Federal revenues,” reveal by their abysmal ignorance of the facts and ideas of the arguments, so, too are the carpers and cavil-eers claiming to be on the right, but spewing no few flecks of spittle of their own — aimed at our own.

Gullible idiots.

Now, it’s possible (I might accept for a couple of seconds before going…”Erm… no>”) that someone misheard and (deliberately?) misunderstood something said in jest. E.g., I recall at a Taxed-Enough rally back in the early ’90s, when Walter E. Williams was addressing a crowd here in Cincinnati, he said something along the lines of, “I’m not suggesting that we should be going door-to-door in the Capitol, making our opinions on taxes known to our Congressmen…” And I shouted out — from the crowd — “At the point of a gun!” which got the desired chuckle from both the crowd and Professor Williams. And he made a quip about “not enforcing our desires with our sporting equipment” and went on. An ignorant leftist in the crowd might not have gotten the joke.

Fools and cowards call for comity, saying such outbursts (ignoring the probability that they were either not uttered or were made by provocateurs) do our side no favors. To such I reply:

Mr. President, it is natural to man to indulge in the illusions of hope. We are apt to shut our eyes against a painful truth, and listen to the song of that siren, till she transforms us into beasts. Is this the part of wise men, engaged in a great and arduous struggle for liberty? Are we disposed to be of the number of those who, having eyes, see not, and having ears, hear not, the things which so nearly concern their temporal salvation?

For my part, whatever anguish of spirit it may cost, I am willing to know the whole truth — to know the worst and to provide for it. I have but one lamp by which my feet are guided; and that is the lamp of experience. I know of no way of judging of the future but by the past. And judging by the past, I wish to know what there has been in the conduct of the British ministry for the last ten years, to justify those hopes with which gentlemen have been pleased to solace themselves and the House?

Trust it not, sir; it will prove a snare to your feet. Suffer not yourselves to be betrayed with a kiss. Ask yourselves how this gracious reception of our petition comports with these warlike preparations which cover our waters and darken our land.

Sir, we have done everything that could be done to avert the storm which is now coming on. We have petitioned; we have remonstrated; we have supplicated; we have prostrated ourselves before the throne, and have implored its interposition to arrest the tyrannical hands of the ministry and Parliament.

Our petitions have been slighted; our remonstrances have produced additional violence and insult; our supplications have been disregarded; and we have been spurned, with contempt, from the foot of the throne. In vain, after these things, may we indulge the fond hope of peace and reconciliation. There is no longer any room for hope

If we wish to be free — if we mean to preserve inviolate those inestimable privileges for which we have been so long contending — if we mean not basely to abandon the noble struggle in which we have been so long engaged, and which we have pledged ourselves never to abandon until the glorious object of our contest shall be obtained, we must fight! I repeat it, sir, we must fight! An appeal to arms and to the God of Hosts is all that is left us!

It is in vain, sir, to extenuate the matter.

Gentlemen may cry, “Peace! Peace!” — but there is no peace. The war is actually begun!

The next gale that sweeps from the north will bring to our ears the clash of resounding arms! Our brethren are already in the field! Why stand we here idle? What is it that gentlemen wish? What would they have?

Is life so dear, or peace so sweet, as to be purchased at the price of chains and slavery? Forbid it, Almighty God!

I know not what course others may take; but as for me, give me liberty, or give me death!

–Patrick Henry, March 23, 1775

You don’t win by covering up bullshit with false comity. You win by calling the bullshit.

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