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2008 April 25

by Robert

The Telegraph’s Toby Harnden:

Hillary Clinton can’t see that it’s over

Mr Harnden relates how Democrats are almost unanimous in rejecting Sen Clinton in favor of the man who will certainly win the presidency. Well, unanimous except for the roughly half of Democrats who keep voting for her. If only that irritating woman — she of the unmitigated gall to wish to pursue her candidacy until that candidacy is defeated is somehow a gloulish “Carrie” who refuses to die — would just stop winning major races, go away, and let the long media-anointed future president continue his victory lap.

Republicans should not interfere when their opposition is about to make an error of the first magnitude.

One has had a sense for some time that Democrats wanted JFK, Jr., but as fate caused him to be unavailable they’ve convinced themselves they’ve found his generational replacement. Unfortunately, there is no explaining to them that they may instead be about to nominate their least electable (meaning, particularly, left-wing) presidential candidate in 40 years. The consequence: while they dream of waking up on an upcoming November Wednesday morning with another Kennedy, they appear rather more likely to find themselves beside another George McGovern, craving his waffle.

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UPDATE: “Obama for President” press release heading:

Obama: Campaigning with a message of hope

Sorry, sorry, I meant Reuters headline.

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...but there is still one living British survivor of the Great War...living now in Australia. http://yweb.com/7qi 5 days ago

At today's 11th hour, for the first time, there was not a single living Briton in Britain, who had fought in WWI. http://yweb.com/7qh 5 days ago

A visit as a show of respect towards today's ally, and reflection upon shared loss, is fine. An "apology" would not be. http://yweb.com/7qg 6 days ago

http://yweb.com/7qd Mr Hornby missed this: alcohol is in our culture a lot longer than ecstasy. Same horse riding. http://yweb.com/7qe 1 week ago

"Assimilation"? Even Nisei WWII servicemen with their families confined in camps, didn't mow down army comrades. http://yweb.com/7pr 1 week ago

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In English terms, this blog loves this country, and it just wishes its politicians would somehow always remember that Britain is where our modern, free world truly began. Not Brussels. (Actually, to be more precise, just south of Brussels, where Wellington had thumped a certain well-known continental who was also in favor of "European union".)

In political U.S. terms, this blog is disgruntled Democrat turned Republican, slightly right of what is now deemed "center" -- but admits still to possessing moments of weakness for the rapidly vanishing Democratic party that helped win WWII and the Cold War. (Then again, finding oneself "right of center" is not difficult nowadays, given that according to what one sees of much U.S. political discourse, even a Castro -- and Hillary Clinton -- are apparently now rather rightist, and merely attending church weekly gets one labelled "Ker-ris-chan". Eeeeyou! Not one of those!)

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This writer recalls having felt much the same, at the Hertz desk at Catania airport …

'...For the first time in my life, I felt comfort, the firmness of identity that a name might provide, how it could carry an entire history in other people's memories, so that they might nod and say knowingly, "Oh, you are so and so's son." No one here in Kenya would ask how to spell my name, or mangle it with an unfamiliar tongue. My name belonged and so I belonged, drawn into a web of relationships, alliances and grudges that I did not yet understand...'

President Barack H. Obama, "Dreams From My Father."

[Also, there was that time the Wife strode into a London meeting hosted by a group of Italian businessmen, who, having seen her name on the list, but not having seen her previously, were taken aback by the height and red hair, when she walked in.

That troubling identity crisis at last resolved to the world's satisfaction, yours truly can now obviously be president also.]

There’s little more tiresome abroad, than those too full of themselves

"But we love the Old Travelers. We love to hear them prate and drivel and lie. We can tell them the moment we see them. They always throw out a few feelers; they never cast themselves adrift till they have sounded every individual and know that he has not traveled. Then they open their throttle valves, and how they do brag, and sneer, and swell, and soar, and blaspheme the sacred name of Truth! Their central idea, their grand aim, is to subjugate you, keep you down, make you feel insignificant and humble in the blaze of their cosmopolitan glory! They will not let you know anything. They sneer at your most inoffensive suggestions; they laugh unfeelingly at your treasured dreams of foreign lands; they brand the statements of your traveled aunts and uncles as the stupidest absurdities; they deride your most trusted authors and demolish the fair images they have set up for your willing worship with the pitiless ferocity of the fanatic iconoclast! But still I love the Old Travelers. I love them for their witless platitudes, for their supernatural ability to bore, for their delightful asinine vanity, for their luxuriant fertility of imagination, for their startling, their brilliant, their overwhelming mendacity!"

Mark Twain, in "The Innocents Abroad."

Theodore Roosevelt’s Nine Reasons a Man Should Go To Church

1 In this actual world, a churchless community, a community where men have abandoned and scoffed at or ignored their religious needs, is a community on the rapid down grade.

2 Church work and church attendance mean the cultivation of the habit of feeling responsibility for others.

3 There are enough holidays for most of us. Sundays differ from other holidays in the fact that there are fifty-two of them every year. Therefore, on Sundays go to church.

4 Yes, I know all the excuses. I know that one can worship the Creator in a grove of trees, or by a running brook, or in a man's own house as well as in church. But I also know, as a matter of cold fact, that the average man does not thus worship.

5 He may not hear a good sermon at church. He will hear a sermon by a good man who, whith his wife, is engaged all of the week in making hard lives a little easier.

6 He will listen to and take part in reading some beautiful passages from the Bible. And if he is not familiar with the Bible he has suffered a loss.

7 He will take part in the singing of some good hymns.

8 He will meet and nod or speak to good, quiet neighbors. He will come away feeling a little more charitable toward all the world, even toward those excessively foolish young men who regard churchgoing as a soft performance.

9 I advocate a man's joining in church work for the sake of showing his faith by his works.

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