Hostess Bakers union, Newsweek editors and the liberal lemming phenomenon.
Death by Liberalism.
This time it’s Twinkies.
In October it was Newsweek.
Who’s next? What does this lemming-like liberal instinct mean for America?
What is it that bakers and editors had in common as they looked into the abyss that would spell their own professional death? And then jumped?
Answer: They’d rather be dead than Not Liberal. Unfortunately for the rest of us — they are not alone. Worse, they are in charge.
Presented with multiple opportunities to survive in a jobless economy — the bakers and editors willingly jumped into the abyss that would kill their own professional way of life. Forever.
With all the brio of Paul Newman and Robert Redford as Butch Cassidy and the Sundance Kid cornered by the law and yelling “Ohhhhhhhhhh Sh……………t” as they presumably jumped to their deaths, both the Bakery, Confectionery, Tobacco Workers and Grain Millers union — a.k.a. the 18,500 Americans who make Twinkies and other Hostess company products — and the editors who produced the once economically viable newsmagazine Newsweek faced a stark choice. Adapt to survive and prosper — or kill businesses that are respectively 85 years old and 80 years old. Thus killing their own jobs.
Either be fair and balanced in their union demands for baking and delivering Twinkies. And fair and balanced for their editorial product in producing a Newsweek magazine that once presented itself as just the news of the week.
The bakers union and the magazine editors chose death.
The bakers union chose to professionally execute their own members — not to mention James Hoffa’s Teamsters — taking with them a legendary baking company’s 18,500 jobs. The editors of a legendary magazine’s still unannounced “staff cuts” — as the magazine does a physical vanishing act, departing from newsstands never to be seen again — chose non-physical publication over editorial fairness.
Fittingly, one of Newsweek’s last covers is a depiction of Barack Obama as a post-election Emperor Napoleon. There not being a trace of irony about a soon-to-be defunct magazine last owned by a 90-something year old rich liberal white guy headlining the GOP as, no kidding : “You’re Old, You’re White, You’re History!” Nor is there a glimmer of irony about how exactly the real Napoleon ended his career.
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.
It won’t take long for conservatives to scratch this presidential wannabe off their 2008 scorecard.
Was the President done in by the economy, or by the politics of the economy?