I talked about this earlier, but I thought about it again the other day when I went to one of the people I follow on Twitter (Arielle Dror, who does a terrific job with National Women's Soccer League stats...) and this smirking idiot popped up:
Apparently the mutt has something to do with Elmo and his repping for one of those crypto scams ("Dogecoin") and for some bizarre reason the weirdo Afrikaaner has slapped it on his site, possibly to remind people that if you "invest" in cryptocurrency you're the word that fills in the blank in the phrase "A ______ and his money are soon parted."
It's irritating, because it's a reminder of this over-moneyed nitwit, and because I don't use the site for things like news, or to visit anyone other than pundits, sportswriters, and artists I enjoy I don't often have to be reminded of the sorts of scumbags that populate the Dark Intellectual Horsepaste Web or whatever they're calling the MAGAt/"alt-Right"/freikorps-o-sphere these days.
(And while I'm on the subject of "Twitter people I enjoy" I'd be totally remiss in not repping Ironlily for her adorable "Ordo Medaire" Twitter waifus...
Cute 14th Century warrior nuns? Sure! Bring it!
Plus one of her tweets made me find the "Combat of the Thirty", which has to be the fucking hands-down most utterly whack 14th Century chivalric thing EVAH. If you like them, too, stroll over to her Patreon and drop a buck in the collection box. I'm sure the sisters will send an Ave Maria your way.)
Anyway.
Point is...while I yield to no one in my contempt for Elmo and his wingnut horde, the sound and fury is still offstage for me. Don't see or hear it unless I run across someone else who has.
But that's kind of how it is living in a blue city in a blue part of the state while working inside a blue Internet. I don't go looking for these assholes, and I moderate stuff like replies to this blog, so I can hunt them down and kill them if they come looking for me.
I can't imagine what it must be like for people like me in places like Mississippi or Tennessee, though, and that's kind of the point. For them it's Elmo's doggie's ass in their faces 24/7. Everywhere. All the time.
Which is why I don't want anyone to have to live there, either.
But short of doing a Bill Sherman?
I can't do anything any more than I can whip Elmo's doge to kennel. The brach gets to sit by the fire and stink.
3 comments:
Hey, I’ve followed you since inteldump/milpub days. FYI
https://turcopolier.com/col-w-patrick-lang-5-31-1940-4-4-2023/#comments
He could be an ass, particularly in the last few years, but he was the one official guy out there railing against the War on Terror when it mattered. So RIP.
Good to see you around, then. Hope I give some value for the time.
And as far as the late COL Lang, I'd say that he pretty much burned whatever credit he had with me to the ground, plowed it under, and salted the furrows "the last few years".
Dude became a flaming pile of wingnut buffalo chips and as far as I'm concerned pretty much dynamited his reputation on foreign policy as thoroughly as Matt Taibbi did his on plutocracy and Glenn Greenwald did on government spying.
Lang's final years made him seem like a guy who was right one time and made me wonder if he wasn't just right "for the wrong reasons". When he could pivot to making smoke for the same crew that ran with Dick Cheney and Dubya? I'm fine with him slagging off on Obama's Middle Eastern misadventures, but to pretend like Obama was there for any other reason than because Deadeye Dick stuck the American weenie in the meatgrinder? C'mon.
I'll give him credit where it was due - for being right then - but, frankly, death spared him further embarrassment, and that's a pretty sad epitaph.
And this is what I mean: https://turcopolier.com/the-court-system-is-being-pulled-off-a-cliff-an-example-is-the-state-criminal-charge-against-former-president-and-current-candidate-donald-trump/
Stuff like this?
It's an embarrassment, to Lang for inviting people like this guy to his site, to the guy who wrote it, and to everyone who reads it for becoming a little stupider just from coming in contact with it.
The dude was an RA O-6; that's pretty much "conservative" by definition.
But to stan for Tubby, or his people?
To pretend that the dude is anything but a stone grifter and crook?
That...well, my father the Master Chief was conservative, too, but was too decent a person and honorable a man to do shit like that.
This is the sort of thing that ol' Willie the Shake wrote was how the evil that men do live after them whilst the good is interred with their bones. I'm afraid that the late colonel has ensured that happened for me, anyway. Vale without the Ave, I'm afraid.
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