Charming comment on the Habeas Corpus article by Molly Ivins, see:
http://tinyurl.com/z8w4h (truthdig)
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• Comment #26226 by Geoffrey Transom on 9/29 at 4:54 am
As I sit in the tower of a little 15th century chateau in the
Maine-et-Loire, a gentle rain has begun outside. The swans in the
little lake have gone to sit in the middle of the island that holds the
remains of a 12th century keep.
The main part of the house where I live is older than the United
States. During the Revolutionary War (France’s, not the US War of
Independence) this house was used by both loyalists and anti-monarchy
forces - some of whom (on both sides) fought with Lafayette when he
helped the US revolutionaries (and who can forget the debt owed to the
French navy for the lifting of the blockade?).
Point is - I am here, and you poor Yanks are stuck in a teenage
country with a pre-teen Boy Emperor (whose IQ is only about 12 points
above the old definition of “cretin"). Since you believe - at a
national level - that history began sometime after the last white
teenage missing-girl-du-jour went missing, you are a fortiori blind to
the causes of much of global anti-Americanism (by which I mean anti
US-GOVERNMENT-ism, not animosity toward the people - who, like people
everywhere, are a mixed bunch but who are basically honest and decent).
Here in Frog-land, there is a curious ambivalence to political
leaders. They are considered vaugely aristocratic (in a country which
guillotined much of its senior aristocracy) but are also considered as
not to be trusted. Sure, taxes are reasonably high (but Tax-to-GDP is
not significantly different to the US when ALL taxes are counted… and
the French deficit is smaller). And although the historical record
shows that six drunk Germans with a BB gun can take France in about 24
hours, at least the Frogs don’t write their national myth based on
turning up to the major wars well after half-time when both sides are
buggered, and then declaring that YOU were the decisive factor in the
victory of the winner.
For as history also shows, the US mighty military is HOPELESS against
any half-determined enemy with anything more threatening than a pointy
stick.
But back to the point : your sell-out political class (who have been
the sane since Shay’s rebellion) who have just undone every advance in
human rights since the Battle of Hastings.
It serves you right - if you let your Republic become an Empire, and
are too stupid as a nation to see the warning signs (Rome, Greece,
France) regarding what happens when you turn into an Empire, then you
deserve your own semi-literate Caligula.
In France, you will notice that most of the seats of power have moats
- because historically whenever politicians have done something that
was genuinely an outrage against public morality, the peasants would
literally STORM the barricades.
Me, je suis anarchiste. I would not trust a politician to tell me if
it was raining. It should be NO SURPRISE to anybody that these vermin
act in ways that are entirely self-serving and have little regard for
the Rawlsian ‘veil of ignorance’.
Gee it’s beautiful here. Sure, that teeny twerp Sarkozy might become
Emperor this year (I doubt it), but the actual effect on most people’s
lives is mercifully little. Especially for non-Frogs (we’re Aussies)...
you just turn up at the prefecture every so often and say “I’ll be here
for another few months”. Sweet.
A note for those who think that Dubya is a “six-footer” (i.e., a real
man - anyone under 6 feet in height should not be allowed to be a
political leader). Sarkozy is about 5-foot-seven, and we were shown
last night a photo of him shaking Dubya’s hand… and they are the SAME
HEIGHT.
Short man syndrome… plus, the guy was a cheerleader in college. (Can
you spell “Not that there’s anything wrong with that” or “Jeff Gannon
Sleepover"). How many of Perle, Wolfowitz, Rumsfeld, Cheney, Bush,
Libby, et cetera, are under 6 feet tall?
Yes, I am a rabid anti-Shortite. Short men are the cause of the
world’s ills.
Excuse me for the moment - I have to go eat some cheese.
Cheerio,
GT
France.
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