Rutgers Hos, British Pansies, and God

Matt -

You say, wisely, with regard to the Rutgers "women's" basketball team:

I'm always amazed at how somebody you don't know, who is in many regards reckless and salacious on purpose, could hurt your feelings? How fucking sensitive must you be? How week is your self esteem?

Indeed. Allow me to tie that into the despicable, pathetic behavior of the captured British "sailors." Why do I put "women" and "sailors" in sarcasm-quotes? Because as you point out, only a little child cares so much about what someone - who, by the way, she's never met who's paid to be offensive - says about her that she goes on national television to talk about how hurt she's feeling. And likewise, what the fuck has happened to the pride of the British Navy? The legendary British Navy that projected British power and hegemony around the world? One of the sailors revealed that he was terrified because a guard flicked his neck with his thumb. So the whole stinking crew got so scared that they sucked dick for the mullahs on world television and disgraced themselves. WTF are they teaching these people? WTF happened to discipline?

John McCain was imprisioned in a Vietnamese prison camp for over 5 years and tortured. Not once in those long years of suffering did he defame his country 1/10th as much as these British sailors. And to tie it back to the disgraceful Rutgers team - have some goddamn backbone and act like an adult! The entire world does not, in fact, revolve around your feelings nor anyone else's.

Which, in fact, leads me to another point. 90% of Americans believe in God. Why? Well obviously everyone comes to that decision in their own way, and many don't come to it at all, really, instead just carrying on as they've been taught; but often when I ask people why, they say they're afraid of there being nothing after death. I've always found this a bizarre reason to believe in anything, but maybe the Rutgers/British Navy displays have a common connection with this belief. If you think that your feelings are all-important, then your desperate desire for an afterlife may, in your mind, somehow prove the very existence of that afterlife. A generation taught to believe that they deserve everything their hearts desire may extend that thinking even unto the Infinite.

Imus - Man, Martyr, Idiot

So Don Imus is sacked. I have to admit I listened to him but little and cared less. Why, then, do I bother to write?

Just the other week Newt Gingrich lampooned Hispanics as speaking "the language of the Ghetto" - a comment that is profoundly worse than calling the Rutgers NCAA Women's Basketball team "nappy headed ho's."

Imus insulted a dozen black women. Gingrich insulted a whole race. Imus is, by definition (shock jock), supposed to offend. Gingrich is supposed to govern with wisdom and empathy. Imus is a disc jockey. Gingrich is one of the most powerful Republicans on the planet, a potential Presidential candidate and former Speaker of the House. Imus was sacked because he represents corporations of modest intelligence and integrity. Gingrich, as a Republican, is held to no standard and is expected to have no integrity. He did, after all, try to impeach Clinton for lying about his BJ, in the meantime he was cheating on his own wife.

I'm always amazed at how somebody you don't know, who is in many regards reckless and salacious on purpose, could hurt your feelings? How fucking sensitive must you be? How week is your self esteem? Why even dignify him with a face-sucking meeting at the Governor's House? What do you care?

I don't even want to go into the obvious racial overtones here. Blacks can rail against Whites in the most offensive language possible but when Whites say "you people"...watch out!