What do black people do all day?

As we saw with Roger Simon’s effort to foil the rage of Ferguson’s citizens (you fools, the Great Society killed Michael Brown! [...or: Soylent racism, it's liberals!]), conservative ‘intellectuals’ will say almost anything to avoid discussions about race. For them, racism exists only in a historical context. Like rural illiteracy, the r-word had once – sigh, yes it’s true – been a big problem in our country. But then, because we’re American, we rooted for the Green Bay Packers, built an atomic bomb, and saw how Sammy Davis Jr. learned to live with his asshole wop buddies [harp glissando], so no problem. You heard me knucklehead, shush.

Which makes it somewhat confusing, at least for me – pray for me, won’t you? – when the same ‘intellectuals’ can’t help but tug on the sturdy threads that tie the tragedy of Ferguson, Missouri, to THUG LIFE.

Preening celebrities showed their solidarity with Ferguson, Mo., at the MTV Video Music Awards show this week. Rapper Common led the convocation, preachifying about the positive impact of hip-hop music on society as a “powerful instrument of social change” and “truth.”

Cameras showed drug-addled gangsta rapper Snoop Dogg bowing his head and flashing a peace sign during a “moment of silence” for Ferguson. MTV President Stephen Friedman aired public service announcements plying social justice messages. “It’s a call to action to our audience that we have to confront our own bias head-on before we can truly create change,” Friedman pontificated.

You’ve been listening to “Bloodstained Hypocrisy of Hollywood’s Violence Profiteers,” with Michelle Malkin. She picks her jaw off the floor, then she furies: You’re upset about white people shooting black men?

Spare me the shizzle and hypocri-dizzle.

You can’t get enough of black people doing the same thing! Amirite?

The night before the VMAs, a gunman barged into the 1Oak nightclub in West Hollywood and shot rap mogul Suge Knight six times. He survived…

The Bloods-affiliated Knight’s reign of criminal terror has been well documented by law enforcement and rap aficionados. A climax: the still-unsolved shooting deaths of rappers Tupac Shakur and Biggie Smalls, which multiple insiders believe the record executive ordered.

Who is it that loves Negro violence? Who is it that encourages it? Liberals. And only a black person is nasty enough – and skeevy enough, frankly – to prosecute both sides of a murderous feud. Good luck sandblasting the smug look off of Michelle’s face.

Speaking of Ferguson-nasty, Ann Althouse is way too smart not to have seen the Hitler similarities. Or hadn’t you noticed? Michael Brown was a thug. Michael Brown was an ethnic. Michael Brown was shot…six times. I mean, is this freaky news or what?

Ann Althouse cares

The odds of the two greatest heroes of progressivism being assassinated days apart are like, what? 3 to 1? And shot six times? Eerie. It reminds me of that old poster on John F. Kennedy and Abraham Lincoln.

From Wikipedia: “Marion Hugh ‘Suge”‘ Knight, Jr…. is the founder and CEO of Black Kapital Records and co-founder and former CEO of Death Row Records.

And ahem, Ann dropped in that link that for the tragically un-hip. For the country cousins in the crowd. Because when she asked “Who shot Suge Knight?” it was only a question that had really been bugging her. For days on end, mystery had been gnawing at her soul [...and, mystery. *mmph?* please get that out of your mouth.]. Ann wanted to know, because she cared dammit. She wasn’t just casting hip-hop aspersions on someone who’d been shot in the head and was no longer around to defend himself from the yahoos of her world.

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Bonus. What about that other liberal icon? Florida, the gangsta kid? ‘Member him?

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Ben Stein phones it in

Wheezing Leonberger Ben Stein calls Steve Malzberg’s Newsmax show to defame the deceased Michael Brown. Ben sounds creaky. We’ve come to expect better from the guardian of Nixon’s keen reputation than this barely racist nonsense he’s spouting.

“The idea of calling this poor young man ‘unarmed’ when he was six-foot-four, 300 pounds, full of muscles – apparently, according to what I read in the New York Times, on marijuana – to call him unarmed is like calling Sonny Liston unarmed or Cassius Clay unarmed.”

You might remember ‘Cassius Clay’ as the straight Christian name of Muhammad Ali, before he went gay Muslim. You might not remember Sonny Liston because Ben is old as a Mojave pine tree.

“I mean, he wasn’t unarmed, this was, he was armed with his incredibly strong scary self.”

You might also remember ‘armed’ as a word meaning ‘holding a weapon in his or her hands.’ In what manner Michael Brown menaced police with a second Michael Brown isn’t clear, but the allegation makes for a fascinating mind-cartoon. Until one of them gets shot in the head, of course.

Done slandering the dead, Ben moves on to the president and his attorney general:

“They’re not looking for a fair trial. They’re looking for a lynching jury. And it’s a very sad state of affairs. I mean it used to be, there was a time…when lynchings of African Americans were not that incredibly rare. Now the lynchings are the police and it’s just an outrage.”

How many cops have you seen swinging from downtown trees? Rotting in the sun? Some of you are bad at math, but that’s okay. I can wait.

“And by the way notice that in both this case and in Trayvon, Trayvon Martin’s case, it’s the very large so-called victim attacking the policeman who winds up dead. I mean if they just would not attack the policeman, if they just would talk to the policeman in a reasonable way instead of attacking the policeman, nobody would end up dead.”

I mean, what was Trayvon Martin thinking? Condominium cops don’t carry .45 calibers for good luck. The police commission had to do their thing of course – and didn’t that go on for awhile – but they ruled unanimously that Officer Zimmerman’s detention and use of deadly force were legal. I bet Ben thinks this is how Martin’s murder actually went down.


Dinesh D’Souza, on the shoulders of giants

Dinesh D’Souza looks at the sectarian Levant militia guilty of terrorism, ethnic cleansing and mass murder and sees a domestic parallel:

“The common thread between ISIS and what’s going on in Ferguson is you have these people who basically believe that to correct perceived injustice, it’s perfectly okay to inflict all types of new injustices. Behead guys who had nothing to do with it. Go and loot shops from business owners who were not part of the original problem whatsoever. And all of this is then licensed by the left and licensed, to some degree, by the media.”

D’Souza is a convicted felon who will soon be going to federal prison. You know who also went to prison? Jeffrey Dahmer. The similarities are striking, which makes you wonder. How many young men did D’Souza kidnap and rape before he was arrested? How many of his victims’ penises did he boil and eat before someone intervened? Will he too be beaten to death in a penitentiary bathroom? We’ll have to wait and see.


Part horrible beast, like a creature out of Greek mythology

Yesterday I criticized grizzled pundit Roger Simon for ignoring the troubling death of Michael Brown in order to criticize LBJ’s effort to help poor people, aka the “Great Society.” I thought it preposterous, and bizarre, to blame a 50 year-old government program for Ferguson’s current problems.

…because the Great Society convinced, and then reassured, black people that they were victims, taught them that being a victim and playing a victim was the way to go always and forever. And then it repeated the point ad infinitum from its debut in 1964 until now — a conveniently easy to compute fifty years — as it all became a self-fulfilling prophecy.

The kid couldn’t help it Roger argued. Michael Brown got blasted in the head because he wanted to be a victim.

Roger is dumb. At the end of the piece, as is typical of luminous pundits, he advised us what to do so the next misguided Michael Brown can’t kill himself with a policeman:

Stop it already. No one has said this better than Jason Riley, author of Please Stop Helping Us. Listen to Jason if you want to end Fergusons.

And so the piece ended. Nothing more toodle-oo. A half-century of liberal malfeasance and the urban violence it spawned can be overcome with…Jason Riley. No point in working any harder than you have to I suppose.

And who is Jason Riley? He’s one of those new internet conservatives, a Fox News regular and Wall Street Journal contributor. He’s a right-winger ordinary in every possible way except for the fact that he’s black.

And what does Jason advise us to do? First you have to read his book: Please Stop Helping Us. Then you have to stop helping black people. How that will prevent white policemen from shooting their heads isn’t clear, but it happens to be the same sparkling advice Roger’s been offering America for thirty years. So naturally he’s a Jason fan. On racial matters the two are in fact so close they could practically be family, except of course that Roger’s white. So you can see why he just footnotes Jason now and then climbs back into his hammock.

He’s not the only one with exotic new friends. Having an urban wingnut on hand to do your race squawking is the hot trend in conservative discursion. It’s become so fashionable that it’s insinuating itself into the cultural iconography, like that National Review tote bag you get on a Summer cruise. And if you liberal pedagogues think a few more black officers in Ferguson’s PD would have helped Michael Brown, hey, Kevin! TELL them.

Can you imagine the reaction if a city asked for more white cops?

This call for “blackness” as an answer to what’s plaguing the black community is happening a lot, and quite frankly is disturbing…

For the life of me, I don’t understand why on Gore’s green Earth black people would want more black people controlling their lives.

This is Pat Buchanan material, the sort of stuff that appeals to big-hearted Stormfront enthusiasts. But you can’t really call this Jackson guy a fringe character when he’s been on TV with Bill O’Reilly and Glenn Beck, can you? And his book, The BIG Black Lie, why that’s a ‘bestseller.’ Well it’s really only a hot read for the Savage-Levin churls, but still. A book-writer couldn’t possibly be a racist…

“Colorization” seems to be the answer to all things for Liberals, and is most important to black Liberals. More black is supposed to be better. It never is!

It never is. Anyone who claims that having more black cops – or patent lawyers, or bank regulators, whatever – is “never” better would in fact be a racist. I don’t get much satisfaction in pointing out that Kevin’s a white supremacist but I also suspect that’s why some of these ‘refreshing’ conservatives have become prominent. It’s the reason why Joe the Plumber posted Jackson’s electioneering on his blog’s front page:

Admit it. You want a white Republican president again.

Now before you start feeling like you’re a racist, understand you are not.

Wanting a white Republican president doesn’t make you racist, it just makes you American.

He can argue that when you associate bad things with colored people you’re perfectly normal. Heck it makes you a typical American. That may sound like klavern banter to you, but don’t try pushing any of that liberal crap on Joe. He only posted the piece because it was thought-provoking, okay? If you really have to accuse someone of being a racist you can take it up with the black guy.


How the Great Society surely killed Michael Brown

The police had shot and killed a black man again but, this time, the neighborhood wasn’t taking it. They’d long ago gotten fed up with a white police department that treated them like second-class citizens – pulling them over, harassing them and arresting them much more quickly than they did whites. Now a policeman had pulled aside a young man on a Saturday afternoon and then ended his life. The cop had gunned down an unarmed teenager in the middle of the street, as if the kid were public enemy number one. Shot him six times for the crime of jaywalking.

Every night now Ferguson, Missouri, explodes in protests, mayhem and looting. No one pretends to be surprised by the violence because they’ve seen it before; they’re only surprised to see it now, in 2014. Accordingly there have been hours and hours of national news coverage and solemn TV punditry, and an endless number of op/eds and blog posts arguing how and why this is happening in what many hoped was a post-racial America.

Tragic as this is, though, we can all be thankful for one thing. Conservatives have figured out what went wrong.

Okay, it’s a media circus but an eighteen-year old kid died here, even if he was a bit of stoned thug who liked to beat up clerks in convenience stores just to make off with a box of cigars. He didn’t deserve to die.

Of course, Michael Brown was just another street thug, but Roger Simon doesn’t believe he deserved to die. It’s a start.

Everyone knows we’ve seen it before and everyone knows we’ll see it again. In fact, many parties don’t want it to go away. The beat must go on. It has to go on or their very personalities will disintegrate. And I will tell you why — what caused it.

Give him credit for admitting that America has tolerated the deaths of young black men for too long. It’s being tolerated even today. Unfortunately, Roger’s advice will have little to do with that. He’s not interested in answering the central question arising from Brown’s death: How could it have happened? He won’t address the secondary question either, which follows the first: What’s wrong with the Ferguson police department?

Roger’s concerns are more traditional. He’d like to take on the issue that people like him have been obsessed with since slaves first arrived here in the 1600s. To wit: What’s wrong with black people? Over the centuries conservatives have always had a theory to explain that mystery. Here is today’s theory, courtesy Roger:

The Great Society. There, I’ve said it.


Ferguson is the Great Society writ large because the Great Society convinced, and then reassured, black people that they were victims, taught them that being a victim and playing a victim was the way to go always and forever…

You thought this Ferguson controversy was about police casually killing an unarmed teenager. Roger knows better. This is really about how BLACK PEOPLE ALWAYS END UP LOOTING IN THE STREETS. Hot tip: the second thing is wrong.

And then it repeated the point ad infinitum from its debut in 1964 until now — a conveniently easy to compute fifty years — as it all became a self-fulfilling prophecy.

For decades the government worked to pull Americans (of all colors) out of poverty but that massive wide-ranging effort ended – just now, incidentally, a week ago Saturday night – as predictably as ever, in a self-fulfilling prophecy. Some cop shot a teenager and black people started yelling like they were victims. If it weren’t so pathetic it would be annoying.

Those misbegotten kids running around Ferguson high on reefer and wasting their lives screaming at cops are the product of all this. Stop it already.

Enough with the whining. And look how these Ferguson kids waste their lives. Running around town, getting high on drugs, yelling at cops and being completely…misbegotten. Don’t pretend they weren’t going to get shot, at some point. Don’t tell Roger that “the product of all this” is anything but deadly denial. And when some three year-old catches a bullet I’m sure we’ll hear from him how ‘misbegotten’ city toddlers have become.

How is it we can no longer agree that the death of Brown is the real problem? We can’t go on without the tragedy being addressed. But half of us, like Roger, want to pretend that when a violent act is followed by a violent argument somehow the act no longer matters. They seem to be saying that if Ferguson could only behave itself then the town might have a point. But how many Michael Browns have been killed without sparking even the slightest controversy?


Report: A policeman has asked everyone to obey him

I fear the Washington Post is merely trolling a troubled country with this op/ed. The author is Sunil Dutta, an LAPD officer turned ‘Professor of Homeland Security’ for an online university. The title imparts a bit of Dutta’s sorely needed expertise: “I’M A COP. IF YOU DON’T WANT TO GET HURT DON’T CHALLENGE ME.” The sub-head provides further nuance: “It’s not the police, but the people they stop, who can prevent a detention from turning into a tragedy.”

Perhaps you thought, prior to this, that the officers invested with legal authority and lethal weaponry held the majority of responsibility in these interactions. You were wrong. The person with all the control and authority turns out to be you. After being stopped for jaywalking, you can easily avoid being shot in the arm, or through the skull, by the practical application of your prodigious civilian power. Dutta gives you pointers on how this is done:

…just do what I tell you. Don’t argue with me, don’t call me names, don’t tell me that I can’t stop you, don’t say I’m a racist pig, don’t threaten that you’ll sue me and take away my badge. Don’t scream at me that you pay my salary, and don’t even think of aggressively walking towards me.

Try not to open your mouth. If you move your feet you could end up in trouble, but definitely don’t move your lips. Don’t say ‘I want your name and badge number, pal.’ Or ‘Why are you pulling a gun on me?’ Or ‘What the hell did I ever do to you?’ Any time you have a conversation with an officer, just do your best to avoid using words.

Try to use non-verbal communication instead. Your puppy dog, incidentally, is a master of these techniques. Whenever you get stopped by law enforcement, greet the patrolman with audible whimpering. If that should fail, and it appears the officer wants to kill you, try piddling down your own leg. If, finally, the angry policeman begins to advance on you, weapon drawn, fall flat on your back and stare idly at the sky. As if you only needed a belly scratching. This technique typically gets the hair on the police officer’s neck to lay down, usually followed by the re-holstering of his cocked and loaded weapon. Now isn’t that better? Of course it is. No one really wants to make a peace officer fill out a bunch of paperwork or stay hidden in his house for months on end. In short, when negotiating any misdemeanor confrontation with law enforcement remember your options: Getting killed or getting a new master. The choice is up to you.

For more on living in urban police zones see this episode of My Life As A Dog.


Everybody knows so much about Robin Williams…

Robin Williams’ death provides a great opportunity for America’s right wing to vent. Because he was so talented, sensitive, prone to snort cocaine and help the homeless, his suicide gives the high moral grounders a chance to bend over and flick the ashes of their scrupulous cigars in our wounded faces.

Rush Limbaugh.

“He had everything, everything that you would think would make you happy. But it didn’t.” Now, what is the left’s worldview in general? What is it? If you had to attach not a philosophy but an attitude to a leftist worldview, it’s one of pessimism and darkness, sadness. They’re never happy, are they?…

I mean, it fits a certain picture, or a certain image that the left has.

Joe Shimmel.

Everybody is currently talking about Robin Williams and his tragic suicide. Many are puzzled as to how a man, who made so many people laugh, could be so depressed that he would violently end his life. What people are not learning is the deeper truth about the insidious forces that tormented Robin Williams and drove him to suicide.

Robin Williams acknowledged that he had opened himself up to transformative demonic powers that aided him on stage.

This is the best, though.

Kevin is here to help

Kevin Burke at ‘Priests For Life’ unravels the mystery of Williams’ suicide. Back in the seventies Robin had a New York girlfriend:

When they decide to “end the pregnancy” by abortion, a very complex set of emotions are unleashed upon the young couple.

There were likely some rather pressured but reasoned discussions between the couple of why abortion was the only rational choice…as Williams shared:

‘…we were too young and it wasn’t right.’

Few relationships survive the complex emotional pain and complicated grief that naturally follows the decision to abort one’s unborn child. The powerful memories and emotions from such an experience defy our desperate rationalizations, and remain long after the relationship ends.

How is it a priest knows so much about ‘the powerful memories and emotions’ that follow an abortion? Color me skeptical.

In 1982, Williams was doing coke with John Belushi the night Belushi died of an overdose. Keep in mind that his association with Belushi the night of his death would naturally trigger his repressed post abortion pain and guilt connected to his role in the death of his unborn child.

And why do speedballs provoke ‘post abortion pain?’ I don’t know, I quit at LSD. If Kevin ever split a bag of mexican tar with an altar boy I’d give him some leeway.


You want a race? Try Steve King’s ‘continental.’

“Get the fuck on the sidewalk” the police officer demanded of Michael Brown. Seconds later, having already been shot, Brown stopped running some 30 feet from where the cruiser was parked. As he turned and faced the policeman, with his hands up, the officer bore down on the unarmed teen and shot him at least twice more, killing him.

Ferguson, Missouri, has been a town racked with anger and protests ever since. It’s been overrun as well with hyper-militarized and indignant police who have been quick to deploy tear gas, rubber bullets and anti-riot tactics to clear the streets of the local vermin:

The tension in a St. Louis suburb following the shooting of an unarmed African-American teenager by a police officer was thrown into stark relief Sunday night in a video captured by CNN of a police officer yelling a derogatory phrase at protesters.

“Bring it, all you fucking animals! Bring it!” the officer said in the exchange.

There are many disturbing facts to come to grips with in the aftermath, beyond the armed cop being white and the unarmed victim black. Though the town is black (67% – 30%), the police force is white (94% – 6%). When the cops stop somebody, 86% of the time it’s a black person. When they search someone, 93% of the time they’re black. When they arrest someone, 93% of the time they’re black, again.

Colonial India was never this badly divided. There’s clearly something wrong with law enforcement in the outlying communities of St. Louis. I’d say if the Congressional Black Caucus didn’t raise the possibility of racist police practices in Ferguson they wouldn’t be minimally doing their jobs.

Now we are seeing reports, some of your colleagues in Washington, the Congressional Black Caucus, writing directly to the Attorney General…apparently concerned about racial profiling in Ferguson, Missouri. Does this help within the investigation…?

A Newsmax reporter asked this of congressman and recurring auditory hallucination Steve King. The paleo-conservative seized upon the opportunity to dismiss the outrageous idea that racism now exists, or has ever existed, in America. King came up with what I can only call a demonstration of right-wing Klingon flabbergast:

“This idea of no [trying to stop] racial profiling. I’ve seen the video. It looks to me like you don’t need to bother with that particular factor because they all appear to be of a single origin. I should say, a continental origin might be the way to phrase that.”

The CBC requested an investigation of police practices in force before the shooting, concerned that profiling could have contributed to Brown’s death. The 18 year-old was inexplicably stopped by police for walking in the street on a Saturday afternoon. But King ignores those worries to address the real ‘problem,’ which is now of course the damned protestors.

And here’s his galactic trump card: “I see from the video the rioters all appear to have come from the same continent. So tell me, where’s the bias?” Anyone? Bueller? “How can the police show any favoritism without a white person being there?” Alright then, I get it now. No one is being singled out. All of the troublemakers are African-American, and they’re all being beaten equally. No one thought a human being could be this big an imbecile but, boy, no one was really wrong.

It is reassuring for some to see the Iowa race wizard undaunted by civilization. King carries on as archetype from the past. I’m not nostalgic for white supremacy so I’m stuck with the realization that people this odious still live among us, in snake-infested shacks, or abandoned tree hollows, or jailhouses this side of the county line. A few of them are politicians.

“I just reject race-based politics, identity politics. I think we’re all God’s children. We all should be held to the same standards and the same level of behavior.”

It’s hard to believe.


National Review visits a black neighborhood (the horror)

I don’t want to tell you how to spend your precious vacation time, but you should think about joining the National Review on their glorious post-election Caribbean cruise this November. Imagine how much fun it will be. You and 700 conservatives circulating among the bright lights of the legendary periodical for seven days.

On any evening you could pull a stool up to the bar and sit right next to the likes of, say, Kevin Williamson. With any luck he’ll point out to you what a complete failure Illinois governor Pat Quinn is, as he just did in the magazine. Maybe he’ll kick off the conversation the same way he did yesterday, detailing his fascinating encounter with indigenous wildlife:

East St. Louis, Ill. — ‘Hey, hey craaaaaacka! Cracka! White devil! F*** you, white devil!” The guy looks remarkably like Snoop Dogg: skinny enough for a Vogue advertisement, lean-faced with a wry expression, long braids. He glances slyly from side to side, making sure his audience is taking all this in, before raising his palms to his clavicles, elbows akimbo, in the universal gesture of primate territorial challenge.

Why does this exposé on “Pat Quinn’s crumbling Illinois” begin with an angry primate? I don’t know. Maybe it’s time you knew how pitiful the local fauna have all become? Does it matter that the ape is in the third grade?

Luckily for me, he’s more like a three-fifths-scale Snoop Dogg, a few inches shy of four feet high, probably about nine years old, and his mom — I assume she’s his mom — is looking at me with an expression that is a complex blend of embarrassment, pity, and amusement, as though to say: “Kids say the darnedest things, do they not, white devil?”

I’m much impressed by Williamson’s ability to discern chimpanzee human emotions. I have no idea how to decipher a “complex blend of embarrassment, pity, and amusement” on a woman’s face, but then mind-reading is a difficult art. Maybe if I owned a pair of Rich Lowry’s glasses – like the ones he was wearing when he saw Sarah Palin wink right at him – then I could get a bitchin’ cabin on the Lido Deck with full bar privileges, right next to Kevin’s.

It’s not the last challenge like this I’ll get here where the sidewalk ends, or the most serious one.

Finally – a bit of peri-baboon danger, though, technically, it’s relegated to the author’s use of foreboding. There’s some menace in the title, though: “Where the Sidewalk Ends,” which sounds like being overtaken by Amazonian swamps, or African jungle. There’s also the rest of Kevin’s piece, which I got about halfway through before he came across (oh dear) yet another Snoop Dogg, and I gave the tale up. So it isn’t at all clear why Kevin believes “danger and despair” have overrun the state of Illinois.

Incidentally, do you recall? Were there any monkeys in that book, Heart Of Darkness?

…where the only sign of life is a convention of legionnaires in their jaunty, flare-intensive garrison caps, then onward and downward toward the Mississippi until finally arriving at my terminus in East St. Louis, where instead of meeting my Kurtz I get yelled at by a racially aggrieved tyke…

Because I forget the story. Was it about a politician who turned America into an urban jungle? Or was it about a boat ride into white supremacist hell?


Anger management grad Tony Stewart kills 20 year-old driver

44 year-old NASCAR champion Tony Stewart struck and killed 20 year-old driver Kevin Ward Jr in a sprint car race Saturday night at Canandaigua Motorsports Park in New York. Ward’s car had become disabled after being struck by Stewart’s, and the young driver walked out onto the track to confront Stewart. As the number 14 car approached, Stewart gunned the engine and struck Ward, killing him.

Tyler Graves, a sprint-car racer and friend of Ward’s, told Sporting News in a phone interview that he was sitting in the Turn 1 grandstands and saw everything that happened.

“Tony pinched him into the frontstretch wall, a racing thing,” Graves said. “The right rear tire went down, he spun on the exit of (Turn) 2. They threw the caution and everything was toned down. Kevin got out of his car. … He was throwing his arms up all over the place at Tony for most of the corner.

“I know Tony could see him. I know how you can see out of these cars. When Tony got close to him, he hit the throttle. When you hit a throttle on a sprint car, the car sets sideways. It set sideways, the right rear tire hit Kevin, Kevin was sucked underneath and was stuck under it for a second or two and then it threw him about 50 yards.”

Among NASCAR fans Tony Stewart is known as ‘Smoke’ because of his temper. Two years ago Stewart, in the reverse role, threw his helmet at a fellow driver because he felt he’d been wrecked on purpose.

Tony Stewart has a long history of anger and aggression on the race track. His hot-headed nature got the best of him over the weekend at Bristol Motor Speedway when he threw his helmet at Matt Kenseth after the two crashed earlier in the race…

…he has a laundry list of incidents on the track. He has been fined for shoving a reporter who snapped a picture and has taken anger management classes to tone down his fiery temper.

By and large, Stewart is a much better person today than he was five or six years ago. He is starting to get far more recognition for what he does on the track, as opposed to the sideshows he was creating outside of his car.

This post comes from Bleacher Report in 2012. How sadly prescient they were:

NASCAR had a chance to send a message to Stewart and the rest of the drivers that these childish actions, which not only hurt the drivers but make the entire sport look foolish, will not be tolerated.

Instead, NASCAR did the exact opposite. By not fining Stewart, NASCAR is enabling him and other drivers to do whatever they want, when they want.

How is anyone going to take a fine seriously if Stewart is able to throw his helmet at another driver while still on the track?

NASCAR messed up big time by not punishing Stewart financially for his child-like behavior on the track. The decision-makers are enabling Stewart, because as we know with children, if they do something wrong once with no consequences, they will do it again until a parent intervenes.

…or until a hearse arrives. I think the days of NASCAR winking at the Dale Earnhardt™ anger management problems of their good ole’ boys are probably over.


Starring Ann Coulter in “Faster African! Die! Die!”

The question for today: What makes a hero?

There’s always some argument about this. We can’t agree who deserves to be called ‘heroic.’ For example: Can football players be heroes? You ask me: No. If they can do something great off the field, then I’ll be impressed. Otherwise they’re only grown men playing games. What about politicians? No, probably not. Very rarely do they become heroes. The few who do usually then become martyrs.

How about a soldier? Can he or she be a hero? If you ask Ann Coulter, the answer is clear.

[Pat] Tillman was an American original: virtuous, pure and masculine like only an American male can be. The stunningly handsome athlete walked away from a three-year, $3.6 million NFL contract with the Arizona Cardinals to join the U.S. military and fight in Afghanistan, where he was killed in April.

Here’s what Coulter finds so impressive:

He wanted no publicity and granted no interviews about his decision to leave pro football in the prime of his career and join the Army Rangers…

Tillman gave only an indirect explanation for his decision on the day after 9/11, when he said: “My great grandfather was at Pearl Harbor, and a lot of my family has gone and fought in wars, and I really haven’t done a damn thing as far as laying myself on the line like that.” He said he wanted to “pay something back” to America.

He died bringing freedom and democracy to 28 million Afghans… There is not another country in the world — certainly not in continental Europe — that could have produced a Pat Tillman.

He gave up a lucrative career to serve overseas, in a dangerous country. And he fought to bring “freedom and democracy to 28 million Afghans.” I don’t know about you, but color me impressed. While I’m not at all yet convinced the Afghans enjoy the freedom and democracy Pat brought them, I have no doubt he thought it was the right thing to do. And he died doing it. If you want to call him a hero, I’m pretty much okay with that.

Now, what about a doctor? Can a doctor be a hero? Ann Coulter:

I wonder how the Ebola doctor feels now that his humanitarian trip has cost a Christian charity much more than any services he rendered.

What was the point?… Why did Dr. Brantly have to go to Africa? The very first “risk factor” listed by the Mayo Clinic for Ebola — an incurable disease with a 90 percent fatality rate — is: “Travel to Africa.”

How confusing. Going to dangerous places and saving innocent lives are what make a man magnificently virile and American. If I remember correctly, that’s the sort of heroism that only this country’s males are capable of. And here we have a perfect example of indigenous selfless service, but Ann doesn’t seem to be turned on in the least. Just look at this title: Ebola Doc’s Condition Downgraded to ‘Idiotic’. She thinks this doctor is a complete dork.

What’s going on here? Can you help us out, Ann? Why is it that Tillman is so sexy and Brantly so stupid? Well, Ann informs me, it’s because America is in deep trouble. The country happens to be caught “in a pitched battle for its soul.” Huh?

More than 40 percent of babies are born out of wedlock. Despite the runaway success of “midnight basketball,” a healthy chunk of those children go on to murder other children, rape grandmothers, bury little girls alive — and then eat a sandwich. A power-mad president has thrown approximately 10 percent of all Americans off their health insurance — the rest of you to come! All our elite cultural institutions laugh at virginity and celebrate promiscuity.

So no, there’s nothing for a Christian to do here.

D’oh sarcasm. Brantly would have been quite the courageous and hunky doctor if only he’d tried to do something noble. I’d call him a hero if he’d simply dedicated his life to, say, stopping people from snickering at virtuous old maids, like Ann Coulter. Or if he’d turned to vigorously castigating the celebrities who flouted our norms, like Manhattan society slattern Ann Coulter. Right. If you think she’s just engaging in rough hyperbole, think again. That’s actually what Ann believes.

If Dr. Brantly had practiced at Cedars-Sinai hospital in Los Angeles and turned one single Hollywood power-broker to Christ, he would have done more good for the entire world than anything he could accomplish in a century spent in Liberia…

If he had provided health care for the uninsured editors, writers, videographers and pundits in Gotham and managed to open one set of eyes, he would have done more good than marinating himself in medieval diseases of the Third World.

Such is Virtue, Ann tells us. Above all the world’s other evils – over war, famine, pestilence, and death – it’s ‘liberalism’ that good men are obliged to vanquish. Accordingly, Ann probably believes that Pat Tillman was only shooting at some version of Afghanistan’s Democrats. And, of course, when the Hollywood pansies finally premiere Dr. Brantly, Medicine Man, she’ll be the one throwing Milk Duds from the back row. Until Jon Voight gets that remake of The Searchers green-lighted, where all the Comanches look like Kennedys, that’s about all of the movie-fun she can handle.


Sean Hannity files actual war report, accidentally

Israel’s war in Gaza winds down – we hope – and some sense of twisted normalcy perhaps settle in. The victors may feel as if they’ve gotten the dirty job done, but the one-sided carnage has shocked millions of people.

The news media weren’t to blame for the worldwide reaction. They merely reported on events as they unfolded. Missiles strikes on trapped and unarmed civilians are certainly newsworthy events, in the ‘if it bleeds, it leads’ tradition, so they were only doing their jobs.

You may recall that Fox News’ Sean Hannity has a media job as well.

I think there are too many Hamas representatives put on the air. I don’t think enough emphasis has been put on the lives of the average Israeli. Where’s CBS? Where is all this so-called reporting on NBC and CNN?

Sean spent the last four days overseas reporting on the bloodshed. From Israel.

I stayed two days on the Israeli-Gaza border and speaking with the mayor of Sderot, and going to an indoor playground because the kids can’t go out, where rockets landed five minutes before the cease fire. It gives you perspective of how dire the situation is.

It would be more desperate for the little kids if they didn’t have a second playground, indoors. It would be worse for them if their first playground had gotten blown up along with many of their friends. Of the 1500 Palestinian civilians killed so far, at least 300 of them were children. I don’t know how many of the war’s three Israeli civilian fatalities were also children. I should know that grim statistic by heart, and MSNBC has obviously failed.

TVNewser: Overall do you think the U.S. media has been balanced in its coverage of the current conflict?

Hannity: Absolutely, positively not. I think it was interesting when I asked the Prime Minister about it in a round-about way. He challenged the media, saying to reporters ‘now that you are not under the threat of Hamas, now you can tell the story.’ How they are using mosques and hospitals as shields. He was challenging the media to tell that story.

So we’ve been blessed this week with Sean Hannity’s perspective on the war.

…I thought the story wasn’t being told from the side of the average Israeli. As I’m leaving I feel like we gave a good picture, with context and texture about what life is like in these border towns.

And I commend him for that. No kidding. Really:

To be perfectly honest, I got comfortable with the sirens. On the first night, I was in restaurant and the sirens went off, and people, including IDF soldiers, casually walked into a bathroom, and it was no big deal. And at the end of the day I understood it.

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