They didn't have their own countries, for one thing.
Responding faithfully to the orders of his Dear Leader, here's the latest from the Worst Secretary of War since John Buchanan Floyd:
“When those who warned about a coming crisis, the rise of fascism and nazism, they were ridiculed or ignored. Indeed, in the decades before World War II, a great many argued that the fascist threat was exaggerated or that it was someone else's problem.
And that is important in any long struggle or long war, where any kind of moral or intellectual confusion about who and what is right or wrong, can weaken the ability of free societies to persevere.”
Despite what Bombs Away Don seems to think, no liberal American has claimed that America is “wrong”. In fact, most of the things I have heard – and said – about what my country has done and is doing in this fight against jihadist Al Qaeda and its siderunners has focused on the fact that we do best when we do right.
Right by our ideals of freedom, transparency of governance, accountability of the powerful to the People and the rule of law over the rule of Dubya. Not by constructing in our own nation the fascist dream of secret government, secret prisons, secret spying and the mindless hammering of the moronic sword of Mars. When we should be fighting as honorably, prudently, strongly and deftly as the very Goddess of Liberty who once symbolized our country before it became symbolized by a hooded man standing on an MRE box.
I wanted to take some more time this Labor Day weekend to ruminate about CCAA and the whole slowdown-in-referrals thing, and to talk some more about my favorite north Portland places. But Tuesday Secretary I'm-Too-Clueless-To-Live turns up in the public eye with his usual bagfull of lies, damn lies and statistically significant lies, and I feel the acid rise in my gut.
I'm so damn sick of these people. Iraq is a mess. Afghanistan is sliding back into unreconstructed opium-rich chaos, and they jump up yammering "traitor!" and "backstabber!" if anyone is impolite to mention that twelve monkeys fucking a football could have done a better job of both, assuming you could find a dozen monkeys stupid enough to invade a post-Ottoman Third World shithole despotism in order to try and use a bunch of infidel foreigners to turn it into a New England townhall. Four, maybe eight...but all twelve? Fugeddaboutit. These idiots, Dubya and his office wife Condi, Deadeye Dick and Rummy and the rest of the lying, skeevy crew has spent the last six years proving that people who believe that Government is the Bad Enemy will be very Bad, Inimical Governors if given the chance. Honestly, is there anyone not in a Two-Yacht Family or running some sort of Christian Aryan Youth camp who has benefitted from six years of ambition, distraction, uglification and derision by these chumps?
And as for the whole "Democrats as traitors" meme, I give you the Honorable Theodore Roosevelt, President of the United States:
"The President is merely the most important among a large number of public servants. He should be supported or opposed exactly to the degree which is warranted by his good conduct or bad conduct, his efficiency or inefficiency in rendering loyal, able, and disinterested service to the Nation as a whole. Therefore it is absolutely necessary that there should be full liberty to tell the truth about his acts, and this means that it is exactly necessary to blame him when he does wrong as to praise him when he does right."
"Any other attitude in an American citizen is both base and servile. To announce that there must be no criticism of the President, or that we are to stand by the President, right or wrong, is not only unpatriotic and servile, but is morally treasonable to the American public.”
There are enemies of my country and my people abroad. But they cannot be defeated by half-truths, crony capitalism, windy rhetoric and partisan favoritism. They will not be defeated by this gang of idiots.
The sad part is, the other side of the aisle seems to have no more clue - or, at best, just a glimmer of memory of what once made this country great - than these jackanapes. At this turning of the seasons, with an election again coming amid a flurry of hysteria and name-calling, I despair for my country and the diminished "leaders" we have chosen. Where are the cool reasoned voices, the striding eloquence of the Washingtons, Madisons, Jeffersons, Lincolns, Roosevelts? Why are we saddled with these grubby little greedy, petty men, who will creep about our capitol to find themselves, and us, dishonorable graves?