Missing the point.
John Venlet graciously linked to me on his blog, the piece about saving.
And almost immediately, it went south. Some liberal tart that I apparently had some encounter with over at Vman’s place wandered in and started yapping away, and some other commenter named Jon decided that I had “Lost his credibility”.
Look, people, liberals are the cause of the destruction of this society- hell, all societies. Look at what liberalism and it’s vile offspring like socialism and communism have done to the world; no forces have caused greater suffering nor more human tragedy.
The point of my diatribe is that these are the people whose efforts we are trying to STOP. Inviting them to be “one of my ten” is like opening your youth group to child molestors.
The point of my diatribe is also that we may one day need this loosely knit group of peoples to survive as a race, and, god forbid, should that day ever come, I don’t want morons like Erin whispering her liberal nonsense to my grandchildren, starting the cycle of stupidity all over again.
This is not the first time I’ve been accused of ‘hating on” someone.
This is pretty disturbing to me, actually. I actively work not to hate anyone. Possibly what people misunderstand as hate is my unwavering desire to eradicate the mental illness of liberalism from the planet. I guess if you are posessed of that mental illness and you see how much I detest it, you might take it personally. Pitiably, like mad dogs, there is often nothing that can be done to fix the problem but quarantine or a bullet. I love dogs, but I will shoot a mad dog in a new york minute, though there are a thousand people I would rather kill before I harmed the very worst dog. All any dog wants is a cookie and to sniff somethings butt. Liberals are anxious to destroy us all.
Welcome to the blogroll, John, by the way. Sorry it has taken so long.
Liberal is to the ten as bad apple is to bushel. Got it.
I recognize the “wanting it both ways” of the weak and insecure: Those who want to appear erudite and polished will prove their creds by embracing “different” points of view. I’m prone to it myself in my somnolent moments.
But if one is to engage in philosophical discussion, it’s best to grow thick skin and not back down. It won’t win you the sort of friends you don’t need anyway. Heh. But it will harden you to the harder tasks ahead.
I’m afraid I’m not much good as anybody’s one-of-ten except in problem-solving. I tell the J.R. that he’s the fighter pilot and I’m the AWAC, taking in the big picture, looking for bogies, watching his back. That’s gotta count for something. I hope.
That’s gotta count for something. I hope.
You betcha. Plus you look good in jeans, which is valuable in and of itself.
Just keep reminding yourself that most liberals / progressives / socialists / communists are only alive because it is still illegal to kill them.
But come the day…heh, heh, heh