As the Occupy Wall Street Movement evanesces into a phantom of days gone by, the good old Prog finds some lunatic by the name of Naomi Klein to interview and to whoop it up for a delusion:
Q: Do you see this movement continuing to grow?
Klein: I’ve never seen anything like this in my life. Every day, new occupations are growing, not just in this country. People are so excited to have a new tent in which to meet, and the possibility of it expanding limitlessly. Political courage is so contagious. The movement in Britain had kind of lost its steam, and now this emerged, in part in response to what happened in the UK, and now they are blocking the Westminster Bridge in opposition to health care privatization, and they are using the slogan “We are the 99 percent.” So there’s an amazing ricocheting of ideas and courage spreading internationally. (December 2011/January 2012)
As the pathetic remnant of Occupiers shivers through the winter and prays for a police crackdown, anoth-er delirious mind, this time at the Nation, erupts:
The Occupation encampments that enlivened approximately 1,400 cities this fall provided a vivid template for the 99 percent’s growing sense of unity. Here were thousands of people—we may never know the exact numbers—from all walks of life, living outdoors in the streets and parks, very much as the poorest of the poor have always lived: without electricity, heat, water or toilets. In the process, they managed to create self-governing communities. General assembly meetings brought together an unprecedented mix of recent college graduates, young professionals, elderly people, laid-off blue-collar workers and plenty of the chronically homeless for what were, for the most part, constructive and civil exchanges. What started as a diffuse protest against economic injustice became a vast experiment in class building. The 99 percent, which might have seemed to be a purely aspirational category just a few months ago, began to will itself into existence. (January 2, 2012)
Lewd musings from sports columnist Harvey Araton, who upon watching Tim Tebow in his skin-tight foot-ball pants, becomes enraptured with visions of Miss America, and God knows how he ever finished this column:
He comes off as exceedingly earnest and sincere, though his religious invocations can have the same repetitive effect of those uttered during a Miss America pageant. Being uncomfortable with them doesn’t make one a hater or a heathen, just one of many who wonder if there is an appropriate time and place and if the football environment doesn’t always have to be one of them. Maybe as part of the growth process, Tebow will figure that out. (January 20, 2012)
In his latest tergiversation, David Frum[p] leaps from an empty ship to a sinking ship, water wings at the ready:
A man of faith in a godless age is hitting Americans where it hurts.
Mr. and Mrs. American Spectator Reader, let P.J. O’Rourke talk sense to your kids.
In Britain, defending your property can get you life.
The debacle of this president’s administration is both a cause and a symptom of the decline of American values. Unless Congress impeaches him, that decline will go on unchecked. An eminent jurist surveys the damage and assesses the chances for the recovery of our culture.
It won’t take long for conservatives to scratch this presidential wannabe off their 2008 scorecard.
The American Christmas, like the songs that celebrate it, makes room for everybody under the rainbow. Is that why so many people seem to be hostile to it?
Was the President done in by the economy, or by the politics of the economy?