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Thursday, January 11, 2007
Custer's Last Speech
Last evening the President nontraditionally concluded his 20 minutes of telecast Iraq escalation jibber without asking for God’s blessing upon the United States.
Mr. Bush, no fan of democratic traditionalism, ended his teleprompter read by saying this:
We go forward with trust that the Author of Liberty will guide us through these trying hours. Thank you and good night.
“Author of Liberty”?
Does our Misleader mean his regular gab partner, God?
According to the most seminal document in American history, The Declaration of Independence, Mr. Bush is, again, dangerously skirting the bounds of the commonly accepted.
The Declaration’s first sentence states that “one people” are by “the Laws” of Nature and God “entitled” to “separate and equal” consideration among the nation’s of the Earth.
The second sentence states the obvious nature of man’s free born equality within the blessings of God’s creation but goes on to say that these blessings are secured by man’s creation of government; a government that derives its “just powers from the consent of the governed”.
Could it be possible that our President’s elementary school reading comprehension has led him astray?
The “Author of Liberty” isn’t God but, rather, a free people joined to extract that freedom from its inherent existence within the very fabric of God’s free creation.
Thomas Jefferson was a Humanist and not a Fundamentalist.
As with Lewis and Clark, the Jeffersonian man freely confronted the vast snarling wall of created life and from it caused a made space wherein he attempts to study, emulate and refine the raw unbounded glory of nature.
Free, thinking man is, obviously and according to the unanimous agreement of the original 13 colonies, the most direct author of human liberty.
The President is either mistaken or nefariously attempting to blur the pre-eminence of “the people” and their traditional rights and institutions.
Mr. Bush is the Prodigal President.
He uses the concept of God to mask his sin and his fear of this portion of the Declaration’s fourth sentence:
When a long train of abuses and usurpations, pursuing invariably the same Object evinces a design to reduce them under absolute Despotism, it is their [the people’s] right, it is their duty, to throw off such Government.
The Democrats might, indeed, fear another looming constitutional crisis.
Mr. Bush, however, seems to hope for one.
May God bless the authors of liberty…
Modified Image: CNN, Michelangelo
Wednesday, January 10, 2007
A C-SPAN caller from Mississippi, this morning around 7:57 AM EST, presented his historic memory for national rumination before Mr. Bush's latest political attempt to save his doomed, lie-strewn presidency :
I do not believe that the President has a real good grasp of reality.
I don’t believe that he, uh, values the lives of enlisted men.
I served with him in the early 1970s.
I was in the Louisiana National Guard when he flew in from Texas.
He got drunk on a Fri--on a Saturday night.
He couldn’t fly out on Sunday morning.
And, from his treatment of me and other young people waiting for him to sober up on the Flight Line from 7 in the morning until 5 in the afternoon…It taught me that that man just didn’t respect enlisted people…That’s true.
Modified Image: AP
Tuesday, January 09, 2007
Monday, January 08, 2007
Noise, the silent and visual kind, was in analog days of yore a byproduct of an essentially mechanical process.
The current 9th edition (I gasped as the 3rd “waxed tablet” Edition was my text) of Zettl’s Television Production Handbook crisply defines “noise” as:
Unwanted interference in video…white or colored vibrating spots or color-distorting artifacts.
The West’s postmillennial technical transmogrification from greasy gears to digital ether blessed feculent noise and elevated the lowly mechanical hazard and artifact dimensionally upward and outward.
Noise today, wildly hazardous on entirely different levels and still a miniscule subset of the recording and playback process, is the very environment in which we live.
It sprouts from even innocent mouths and appears on soup cans…One need not purchase an expensive device to bask in its eternal dopplering falsity…It is ubiquitous and it is how we are mislead and blinded in the isolation of our vast producing and consuming herd.
Noise has become goad for the jaundiced intellectual apostate and thanks to increasingly ubiquitous digital media practically genre.
The evolving 21st century freethinking human, it appears, has a culturally thematic obligation to become the most intellectually honest and unpredictable “vibrating spot or color-distorting artifact” he or she can possibly be.
The classically unruly aggregate human…noisy, unmarketable and gloriously unpredictable…each and every one with the finest clipped toe nails and minty fresh breath our advanced civilization can muster.
To paraphrase the ancient Virgin of Guadalupe, this diversity buried within the free choice of our very souls is the proof, the sign and the assurance of free humanity’s eternal triumph over the equally eternal pestilence of petty lords and diversionary tales.