Neanderpundit

Tam has been keeping an eye on a gunblogger vs gunblogger kerfuffle here. Roberta also talks about it here, and claims she’s an Anarchist, which to me seems like Mother Theresa claiming she’s a hooker. It is reasonably clear to me that Roberta spends all her life being an Entropy warrior, trying to return chaos to order, which is the very antithesis of anarchy. But that’s just my opinion.

Finally, Rod “the Bod” Blowdryavitch has gotten his ass arrested for being a fucktard trying to sell the senate seat recently vacated by the Chosen One.

Shit. It’s only tuesday.

First of all: Whoever is on whatever side of the gun issue, as long as you’re collecting and shooting? Good for you. There’s a reason the Military prefers to train kids, it’s so (for at least as long as their stint) they are compliant and act as a unit. Once you’re over twenty, you don’t walk in lockstep with anyone, and finding someone you agree with about anything is near to impossible. Fight among yourself if you have to, but keep shooting. When the time comes, we’ll all be shoulder to shoulder, if we need to be, and we’ll fight about the details later.

As for Anarchy: The only true piece of civilization we have is the Rule of Law. Without it we’re well and truly fucked, because without Law and it’s enforcement we invariably end up with the Rule of Fucktards.

Anarchy and libertarianism and communism and socialism all rely on one thing, and that is that all the people be onn their best behavior for it all to go swimmingly.

I don’t know about you, but anyone who spends five minutes driving Chicago expressways understands the utter impossibility of any TWO people being on their best behavior for more than two minutes. Oh, yeah, maybe somewhere there are people who get along well together in large groups and don’t bicker or disagree on basic principles, but those people are in a coma, and they arent any use to anyone.

The only way we can do a damned thing as a race is to have a decent set of laws, and people who are trained to enforce them, and people who are trained to prosecute offenders.

The fact that the judicial system we have resembles justice as much as bookworms resemble books, is our own damned fault. We let it happen, and we let government grow to the place it is now. As much as I’d like to flip a switch and get us all back to Thomas Jefferson, we have what we have.

Socialism, Communism, libertarianism, anarchism, are not the answer. They never have been, and they never will be. People just don’t naturally fall into a specific moral ideal that allows these systems to work. The representative republic is about all we have, and in short order, it turns into a clusterfuck. Nobody has figured out an effective way to prune the fucktards off the tree of humanity, and until we do that we’re going to be stuck with ever increasing gumint, and that’s the truth, pppphlltt.

And the proof of this is Blagojevich. Here’s the thing: He would have gotten where he is in any system of government. In most, he would have continued to get away with his bullshit, and never been caught. In our Republic, he managed to attract the eye of a federal investigator, and now he’s going to do time.

Let’s talk, for a moment, about vermin. Where you see one roach, or silverfish, or mouse, or rat, you know there are legion, hiding out of sight, awaiting their moment in the trough. The City of Chicago is the biggest nest of vermin yet uncovered, and Blago is but the stalking horse, thrown under the bus by a literal horde of his fellow vermin. He was installed by his fatherinlaw, and didn’t have anything like the finesse needed to do anything but groom his incredible hairstyle, so he became the scapegoat for the whole Chicago Way.

Mark my word: If Blago starts to open his yap in his defense, he will have an accident. Or he’ll kill himself, with a bizzare suicide note. Watch this space.

Anyway: trying times, at worst, but at best, a time for all of us to reflect on our personal purpose, and prepare for the shitstorm to come.

Also:

There are two additional very interesting possibilities here.

Blago approached Jesse Junior, and, so disgusted that anyone would be so rude as to ask a Jackson to PAY for anything, Jesse is the one who dropped the dime.

OR, Jesse offered to pay the half million, but was outbid.

Maybe, also, Jesse was implicated but will be pulled in to make it seem like he was “part of” the organization investigating Blago.

Three. Three interesting possibilities.

There are people who were born to delegate, and it shows. There are people who delegate, and it’s because they haven’t the ability to do the jobs they delegate. And then there are people like me.

See, I grew up with a father who taught me this lesson: Never send a man to do a job you’re afraid to do, or too lazy to do, or you find distasteful.

SO all my life, when there was something nasty to do, or something annoying that needed done, I never even said a thing, I just did it. It was hard developing this habit, but i did, and now it’s hard to stop. Consequently, I’ve slung a lot of shit. Gutted a lot of hogs. Changed a lot of brakes. Crawled on my hands and knees through tons of hot steaming coal to fix recalcitrant machinery.

So one of the hardest things for me to do, is to send someone to a tough job. THis is as true of mmy job as it is my country. I hate that young kids are defending us, and I wish I could go myself, but I have other responsibilities. One of them is to train my replacement.

Because- as most who know me understand- there are not a lot of people like me, and we are in pretty high demand. Not many want to put up with the abuse.

So I’m having to learn to delegate, and it galls me, because I’m never as happy with a job that I do not do, but it’s time.

One side hate and one is hope

I am speaking with an old and dear friend about the job of raising children, and she reminds me how much f a balancing act it is. don’t spoil her, don’t deprive her. Don’t protect her from everything, don’t let her hurt herself too badly. Don’t make her afraid of everything, don’t prevent her from developing healthy fears. The balance between the appropriate freedom and the appropriate control is tough.
There’s also the damage you can do if you do fuck things up.

So i keep walking this line. I have a great guide in the Ogwife, who, unlike me, grew up in a large enough family with a HUGE extended family that she has seen all phases of parenting, and knows what to do and what not to do, for the most part.

I have done a lot of tough jobs, and raising a child is no different, though the end result is far more rewarding.