The American Spectator

The Law of Unintend Consequences:

Look, I’m a pretty smart guy, pretty well-read, been around a bit, fought the Shia in Lebanon and the Liberals in Cambridge. I have some original, useful, and possibly significant ideas. I’m dedicated to the conservative cause and to American security, justice and prosperity.

All I want is to insinuate my thinking into the public discourse and pray it contributes.

But then, every week, I read that damned Jed Babbin and am completely depressed, discouraged and demotivated. The challenge of writing it all out that well is simply too daunting. No can do. Why bother trying ?

It’s like watching Tiger Woods play golf and deciding to run out, buy a set of clubs and get a job just like his.

So here’s the unintended consequence: plainly, the cause would be better served by having more, rather than fewer voices of Babbinesque power and style, but the guy’s explosive yield per gram of fissionable material is probably causing lots of people like me to resign ourselves to a life of watching FNC, refilling our tumblers and writing despondent letters to the editor.

p>Oh, crap ! I guess the only bright note is we vote right. And 2005 is another year, and you never know what doors might open up. br> — Paul Kotik br> Playstation, Florida /p> p> Jed Babbin gets it and passes it along to us. Must be his Marine Corps roots. Great slap at the “pseudocons” (great coinage too) and heartfelt tribute to the American warrior. Semper Fi, Mr. Babbin. br> — unsigned /p>