In the Letters section of a famous old organ of contemporary belles-lettres a potential homicidal maniac manifests the first stirrings of what could be real trouble:
I lived in the Fairbanks, Alaska area for almost 14 years and spent a great deal of time in the bush. I appreciated the silence there, psychologically depended on it. I spent many hours just sitting in places where quiet filled my ears, but there were also many times that the sounds of nature were almost deafening (the mosquitoes!). I always found that nature’s “silence,” that is, what remains when the din of human presence is subtracted, far superior as an affirmation of being. Only there can I really become aware of the effect of my presence. Here in the New York-Boston corridor, noise is everywhere, almost impossible to bear. I can’t separate my presence from the noise. I miss the silence and my absence within it.
(April 1, 2012)
The Afghan war, wherein American soldiers are murdered by their Afghan allies in their offices and on the field of combat, as seen through the bloodshot eyes of a typical Nation editorialist:
The murder in Panjwai of sixteen civilians, including nine children, by an American soldier on March 11 puts an exclamation point on ten and a half years of failed war in Afghanistan.
Following repeated US bombings of wedding parties, countless dead civilians as a result of night raids and drone strikes, atrocities by the notorious “kill team” in 2010 and, in 2012, the digitally recorded image of US troops urinating on dead Afghans and the burning of Korans, the United States is far from success in its longest-running imperial misadventure.…
Whatever trust there was between US troops and the people they were protecting and training has long since been broken, and there is nothing for the United States to do now but leave in the most responsible way it can.
(April 2, 2012)
Dithyrambic utterances from one Gavriel Brown, trapped in his hallucinations about Occupy Faith:
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?