Indeed.

What a wonderful put-down, john – I’ll tuck that one away in the memory banks.

Heh.

It’s an Instaparrot! And since Greg Djerejian pointed out exactly how disingenuous and sneaky Reynold’s misreading was, one can only presume that ‘steve’ either didn’t read the linked piece, or didn’t understand it. Are you Glenn Reynolds in disguise?

“Until near the end of his life, he could thank the newspapers for this standing [as a peerless outlaw]. His actual exploits did not support the reputation. Then a sensational capture, trial and escape gave validity to the newspaper portrait, and a violent death, publicized to the entire nation, fixed it indelibly in the public memory for all time.”

Cummings was mistaken about the object of his poem—it wasn’t buffalo bill. It was the Kid: “and what i want to know is
how do you like your blueeyed boy
Mister Death”

Obviously, you, BGN, are not from Lincoln County.

Here’s Josh’s last line (emphasis added) at the link you provided:

Doing that in a foreign country may require a mauling of the civilian population that we are rightly unwilling to undertake.

http://www.hillnews.com/marshall/031903.aspx

Is Josh an immoral right winger too?

Steve

Last decade? At least since 1980 or thereabouts. The man is the most overrated American since at least Billy the Kid. He has always been a bloody-minded pompous twit—a failed poet turned failed literary critic—whose intellectual horizons gave out somewhere east of the Hudson around 1957, and whose writings show no sign of scholarship on any level above that of a randonly selected Beltway pundit. His intellectual “accomplishments” are a total mystery to me; but you’d think the man were Daniel f*ck*ng Bell twenty times over the way people at the New Republic and the NYT suck up to him.

(Then again, I suppose as a gay man I would be prejudiced against the male half of Manhattan’s most homophobic power couple. This is a man who back in the 1980s, in his book The Present Danger about resurgent Soviet Communism, blamed British appeasement of the Nazis in the 1930s entirely on those evil fag pacifists like W.H. Auden & E.M. Forster.)

Back in the Cold War, hard-nosed conservatives liked to prove their “realist” bona fides and foreign policy “seriousness” by solemnly intoning, “If you want peace, prepare for war.”

Over the past several years, our Dear Leader (who has all his thinking done for him by Cold War vets) has supplanted this bit of conventional wisdom with something far more radical: “If you want peace, wage war.”

And as time goes on, those at the dynamic forefront of the seriousness industry, like the fearsomely macho Podhoretz fils, are busily laying the groundwork for a new conventional wisdom for the new millenium: “Peace is highly overrated, anyway.”