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dunno if i'd characterize the lack of access to abortion as a "procedure"

Maybe incoherent posting English is a procedure...?

i'm trying to come up with the right characterization of jay nordlinger and i can't quite do it. he's very childlike and, i don't want to say feminine, but something like that. cloistered?

British?

buggered?

lol he reminds me of lj, that's it

uh, re: bnw, not Alfred

what is a solon?

where colons hang out

Solon was an ancient Greek elegiac poet but hey, if Nordlinger thinks it means 'footsoldier' I doff my cap to his edumakayshun.

"wise person"

Also the vibe I get from Nordy is 'moist little boy with undiagnosed tummy thrush', but there you go.

also 'nordlinger' sounds like the name of the evil dean in an 80s college flick

I think "prissy" is the word for Nordlinger, his clueless stuffiness reminds me of certain Nabokov characters

http://www.nationalreview.com/articles/261366/jean-jacques-jihad-andrew-c-mccarthy

"Jean-Jacques Jihad"

Clever title! But as usual he's a dumbass. He evidently hasn't read his Locke (a real small-government conservative unlike NR's fascists), who writes in Section 87 of the Second Treatise on Government:

But because no political society can be, nor subsist, without having in itself the power to preserve the property, and in order thereunto punish the offences of all those of that society, there, and there only, is political society where every one of the members hath quitted this natural power, resigned it up into the hands of the community in all cases that exclude him not from appealing for protection to the law established by it. And thus all private judgment of every particular member being excluded, the community comes to be umpire, and by understanding indifferent rules and men authorised by the community for their execution, decides all the differences that may happen between any members of that society concerning any matter of right, and punishes those offences which any member hath committed against the society with such penalties as the law has established.

Surely this jackass knows that the Second Treatise was a primary influence upon Jefferson, Madison, et. al.? Rousseau's an important figure but it's not like the idea of surrounding personal freedom to the state in exchange for civil protection is his alone.

fuck, didn't mean "surrounding", meant "surrendering"

Those Eva Braun pictures reminded me of Qaddafi's "voluptuous blond," both of whom lead me to wonder—why can't dictators find better-looking mistresses? Hitler and Khadafy are (were) absolute rulers over millions of subjects, and these girls are the best they can do? It's not like either woman was ugly, but with all that money and power, you'd these goons could find a super-model willing to be their "nurse."

^^ what we're all thinking

i think my favorite thing about the corner is its naked fascination with power

a commenter voices doubts

At the risk of being labeled a pc prude, I have to ask, am I the only one who thinks it's kind of creepy to muse on the question of why insane and murderous dictators don't find better looking women to rape and terrorize and into a "relationship?" Classy stuff.

excellent use of the passive voice here from Nordlinger

In vino veritas, goes the old expression. I propose a new expression: In “undercover videos,” veritas. And what’s the name of James O’Keefe’s website? “Project Veritas.” O’Keefe is the sting impresario who stung NPR, and, before them, ACORN. Another way to put that is — he shed light on them.

We might debate the ethics of stinging. But do you know more about ACORN and NPR than you once did? Or, have you had your suspicions confirmed? How about Planned Parenthood, whom “Live Action” stung?

I was in Carnegie Hall Sunday afternoon, covering a voice recital (Joyce DiDonato). I encountered a distinguished fellow critic. He is on the left, of course, as almost all arts-world people are. He told me he was sending pizzas to the union demonstrators in the Wisconsin capitol. I said, “How nice. Can you tell them to throw the boxes away? Why can’t they clean up after themselves?”

There was more, but — this column has been irritable enough.

In vino veritas, goes the old expression. I propose a new expression: In “undercover videos,” veritas. And what’s the name of James O’Keefe’s website? “Project Veritas.” O’Keefe is the sting impresario who stung NPR, and, before them, ACORN. Another way to put that is — he shed light on them.

E pluribus unum, goes the old expression. I propose a new expression: E pluribus Oakland Raiders. And what's the name of a football team? The Oakland Raiders. Al Davis is the aged impresario who moved the Raiders from LA to Oakland, and, before that, from Oakland to LA. Another way to put that is - he owns the Raiders.

e pluribus oakland raiderae

http://www.nationalreview.com/corner/261891/tranny-get-your-gun-mark-steyn

what the

Uh

does that have any point other then "lol trannies"

I'm almost ready to start a thread on their commenters. That's where the fun is these days. K-Lo's retired until campaign season.

i know, the comments are pretty awesome. a sewer below the sewer.

i will say tho that they are generally better written and a little less overtly violent than the comments on, say, politico, or any newspaper.

Yeah. I read a string of comments on a Goldberg column that came as close to a civil debate on the merits of conservatism versus liberalism as I've seen over there.

the chortling comedy stylings of mark steyn return!

today's immigration debate really demonstrated how sociopathic Derbyshire and Krikorian are (along with many of their readers)

Beyond Their Ken
March 10, 2011 9:24 P.M.
By Mark Steyn
Bill McGurn turns up a revealing picture of two Hamilton College students and a “life-size” Barbie they created to illustrate how “body images” feed “eating disorders”. As you’ll see, it seems more likely that, entirely by accident, they’ve created a Barbie with the proportional brain size of the average Hamilton College student.

I would have thought two minutes on any American Main Street would dispel the notion that the republic’s womenfolk were in thrall to “body images” presented by Barbie, but don’t let that distract you from blowing a six-figure sum on moronic lethargic navel-gazing dignified as “education”.

Mark Steyn is a "douchebag" who should "put" a "gun" in his "mouth."

Fat people disprove eating disorders like winter disproves global warming.

lol

"...moronic lethargic navel-gazing dignified as 'education'." Whoa! Sounds like SOME hirsute Canadian pundit woke up on the wrong side of the bed today!

Hey, you know what belief system doesn't brook that kind of nonsense, Mark? ISLAM! Maybe you should look into it! Oh, wait, they don't brook Cy Coleman songs either. Oof. It's tough, when the world just refuses to adjust to your parameters, huh?

http://www.nationalreview.com/articles/262076/rock-and-roll-hall-lame-mark-goldblatt?page=1

it must've sucked coming up during the sexual revolution and still never getting any

right-wing neil diamond fan! second page is comedy gold

. . . bet the farm that Charlie Daniels, who once published an open letter in defense of the invasion of Iraq, will never make the cut . . .

Maybe because he's uh not a rock and roll artist maybe?

m coleman otm, the 2nd page of that NRO rock & roll hall of fame piece is lol

Googled this guy. You know this novel is going to be something special:

Goldblatt’s first novel, Africa Speaks, was published by Permanent Press in 2002. It a satire of black urban culture told in the voice of a young black man named Africa Ali. In her blurb for Africa Speaks, Michelle Malkin stated, "With an uncanny knack for the hip-hop idiom, stiletto-sharp satire, unusual sensitivity, and unparalleled courage in tackling racial taboos, Mark Goldblatt has created a masterpiece.

"Unusual sensitivity"

good god

oh wow

he manages to be kind of otm

xp oh dear jesus i didn't know about that

1.0 out of 5 stars Remarkable ear for idiom?, October 29, 2002
By "paxpacka" (New York, NY United States) - See all my reviews
This review is from: Africa Speaks (Hardcover)
Goldblatt's book is certainly ambitious, but in the end, its satirical nature fails to fully materialize. Unfortunately, AFRICA SPEAKS rehashes the same things that cultural critics have been saying for years, putting forth very few new ideas. However, Goldblatt's characters are perfect in consistency and crafted with care. Still, anyone who feels that AFRICA SPEAKS displays a "remarkable ear for idiom" has lived a very insular life.

With an uncanny knack for hip-hop stereotypes, limp satire, and unparalleled pathology, Mark Goldblatt has created a masterpiece.

oh fuckin wow, the 5-star amazon reviews

5.0 out of 5 stars How long to the next stop?, May 31, 2005
By G. G. Farrell (Watertown, MA) - See all my reviews
(REAL NAME)
This review is from: Africa Speaks (Hardcover)
The highest compliment I can pay this book is to reveal that I stopped reading it for a few weeks. Why? Because Mark Goldblatt's uncanny ear for the speech patterns of the fictional (yet vividly and insufferably real) Africa Ali sent me searching -- so to speak -- for a quieter subway car. That's not to say that Africa and the sad segment of society he represents is irredeemable. It's merely to state that people like me -- successful white males with the ability to understand and perhaps even change society -- don't want to do the redeeming: Africa and his friends can either shut up and do their thing somewhere else or I can just move to the next subway car. In that sense, Mark Goldblatt gets us to see that we are all part of both a problem and a great societal failure: Africa and I may be drinking from the same water fountain nowadays, but that's where it ends.

the first chapter is quite something:

I waxed a chink once—I mean, you got to do one. Now, let me explain what it's like. Waxing a chink is like wearing butter underwear. Ain't nothing on God's green earth smoother than chink pussy. I think that's what heaven must be like, you know, smooth and snug. The best thing is, you don't even have to work the bitch. After she's twatted so many pencil dicks, it's like suddenly she's got hold of a damn black nightstick. So here's how you fuck a chink, You just lie on your back and let her do the fucking. Maybe you can catch a little tube, or maybe call out for pizza; it don't matter to her 'cause she's got a man inside her. You know what I'm saying? I spell M-A-N!

http://search.barnesandnoble.com/books/product.aspx?userid=54WCDTD44Z&ean=9781579620370&displayonly=CHP#CHP