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Thursday, May 03, 2007

A Catalyst For Hate?

While the politicians in Richmond heap praise on Governor Kaine for having solved the sociopath-with-guns-mowing-down-dozens-of-innocent-civilians problem by issuing an executive order expanding a database somewhere (that's sure to make a big difference), nobody seems to be asking the paramount question: How did Cho Seung-Hui get to be the deranged maniac that he became?

Well, if it can be taught, I know who his mentor was.

I gave this gal a pass when she recited a poem at the Virginia Tech convocation that was held on April 17, a composition that can best be described as teetering on the edge of bizarre. Conidering the opportunity for only a moment, I knew that it wasn't the proper time for me to heap scorn.


The convocation took place, after all, one day after the horrific murders of 32 students and faculty members, and propriety and common sense called for silence, respect and a show of concern for those grieving the loss of loved ones. Even though I wanted to make mention of it at the time, I let it go.

But today is another day.


The "it" that I let go then was this: "We Are Virginia Tech."

After touching on the overwhelming sadness with which she and everyone on the Tech campus was struggling, Nikki Giovanni, acclaimed poet and Virginia Tech English department faculty member, veered off into cloud-cuckoo-land:

We do not understand this tragedy
We know we did nothing to deserve it

But neither does a child in Africa
Dying of AIDS

Neither do the Invisible Children
Walking the night away to avoid being captured by a rogue army

Neither does the baby elephant watching his community
Be devastated for ivory
Neither does the Mexican child looking
For fresh water

Neither does the Iraqi teenager dodging bombs

Neither does the Appalachian infant killed
By a boulder
Dislodged
Because the land was destabilized

No one deserves a tragedy

Huh? What in God's name was this woman blathering about?


This at a convocation to honor the dead and provide comfort to the grieving? AIDS, baby elephants, what? A political diatribe at a memorial service?

She goes beyond idiotic. This is nothing short of self-centered incoherent babble.


But it's her gig. And from all the honoraria she's apparently received over the years, a pretty lucrative gig at that. So I left her to her world.

But I found out her ranting didn't stop there. I just came across some of her other poetry hokum. Musings far more freakish. And borderline psychotic.


I found a soulmate for mass murderer Cho Seung-Hui.

Here's a sampling of this acclaimed poet's work (the link, scroll down):

The True Import Of Present Dialogue, Black vs. Negro (For Peppe, Who Will Ultimately Judge Our Efforts)
by Nikki Giovanni
Nigger
Can you kill
Can you kill
Can a nigger kill
Can a nigger kill a honkie
Can a nigger kill the Man
Can you kill nigger
Huh? nigger can you
kill
Do you know how to draw blood
Can you poison
Can you stab-a-Jew
Can you kill huh? nigger
Can you kill
Can you run a protestant down with your
'68 El Dorado
(that's all they're good for anyway)
Can you kill
Can you piss on a blond head
Can you cut it off
Can you kill
A nigger can die
We ain't got to prove we can die
We got to prove we can kill
They sent us to kill
Japan and Africa
We policed europe
Can you kill
Can you kill a white man
Can you kill the nigger
in you
Can you make your nigger mind
die
Can you kill your nigger mind
And free your black hands to
strangle
Can you kill
Can a nigger kill
Can you shoot straight and
Fire for good measure
Can you splatter their brains in the street
Can you kill them
Can you lure them to bed to kill them
We kill in Viet Nam
for them
We kill for UN & NATO & SEATO & US
And everywhere for all alphabet but
BLACK
Can we learn to kill WHITE for BLACK
Learn to kill niggers
Learn to be Black men

"Can you splatter their brains in the street." Nikki Giovanni, author, teaches in the English department at Virginia Tech, the same department in which Cho Seung-Hui was an English major.

The world looks at the disturbed actions of one deranged young man and asks: How on Earth did this happen?

If psychotic behavior can be taught, we now know.

Hat Tip to Al.

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Front Page Magazine has more details.


A 'Dictatorship Of The Spirit.'

Suzanne Fields, writing in the Washington Times:
The Dutch novelist Margriet de Moor, writing in a German newspaper, wants to know whether anyone is at work on a novel titled "2084." Well might she ask.

The threat today is not a dictatorship of politics, but one of religious theocracy, not of surveillance cameras or deathly state interrogations, but of the imposition through intimidation of a perversion of religion.

Ms. De Moor describes a visit to a Dutch shelter for battered women, where typically 80 percent of the women are Muslims. On the day she visited, the women had just watched a showing of the documentary "Submission," depicting the abuse of Muslim women in the name of Allah. The screenwriter, Ayaan Hirsi Ali, wanted to demonstrate to the battered women the way "the machismo of Islam" is grounded in their religion. But women who had been brutally beaten by their husbands were merely outraged by the honesty of the filmmakers. When the film showed Koran texts projected onto the naked bodies of women, calling attention to how and why they were disrespected, dishonored and abused, the battered women of the shelter demanded that the projector be stopped. They were offended by the "blasphemy" on the screen, not by the bruises and wounds on their bodies. They would not consider how their treatment was rooted in the Islamist interpretation of the Koran. They were the helpless prey of a dictatorship of the spirit.
From this the Democrats plea for a retreat. To our shores. Where it is sure to follow.

Sharia law. Coming to a household near you.

"Slouching toward '2084'" May 3, 2007

A Suggestion

When the Roanoke Times lost its only conservative columnist, one that readers of this weblog have come to know and love, a call went out for replacements. Conservative replacements.

The Times must still be searching, because the editorial page editor surely hasn't found one yet.

Time for another call?

We're Trying To Keep Terrorists OUT, Fool

The New York Times picks up this morning on an idea first brought forth (as far as I know) by Virginia Congressman - and mental midget - Jim Moran (D-Alexandria). The editorial page demands that we take all the terrorists being warehoused at Guantanamo and bring them to the USA, where, we all know, they'll have a target-rich environment.

The idiocy:
An Exit Strategy for Guantánamo
editorial

The five-year-old military prison at Guantánamo Bay, with its indefinite detention rules, lack of judicial review and insufficiently regulated interrogation techniques, is an ugly stain on this country’s long tradition of respect for the rule of law and an endless propaganda bonanza for America’s enemies. Yet it is clear that despite the good advice of friendly foreign leaders, members of Congress and even his own cabinet officials, President Bush has no intention of closing the facility unless Congress forces
him to do so.


This week, Senator Dianne Feinstein introduced legislation aimed at doing just that. Her bill would shut down the Guantánamo prison and transfer the 385 or so people still held there to more conventional, and accountable, detention facilities, either for trial in the United States or repatriation to their home countries, with assurances that they would not be tortured or otherwise mistreated.

Senator Feinstein’s initiative is as welcome as it is long overdue.

Many of those held at Guantánamo may not be dangerous terrorists at all ... (link)
There's actually a motive behind this madness. These people know that if their terrorist friends being held at Guantanamo are allowed to enter the U.S., their chances are better of getting their cases heard in American courts. Because these murderers are not being held on American soil, U.S. law doesn't carry the same weight. So take this plea for what it really is.

The darker side of my nature wishes that the president would relent to the wishes of these friends-of-terrorists and relocate the hundreds of cutthroats to Manhattan, next door to the Times' tower of babble. They want them here? Fine. Just be careful when going to lunch.

But that's unkind.

Look, these animals are going nowhere. We don't want terrorists here. We've had enough terrorists here. We want them dead.

But we're willing to accept their being warehoused on an island far away - forever.

On Those Environmentally Friendly Lightbulbs

Think you've done your part to save the planet by buying one of those curlicue lightbulbs?

You'd better read this.

My Money Goes Where It's Wanted

Next time I'm in Clintwood, I'm going over to the It's All Good Café for lunch. Anyone who links to this weblog on his dinner menu has to be an all right guy.

Let's see, that's up the street from Clintwood Lumber, right?

Hat tip to Steve.

The Do Nothing Congress. Act XI.

Another day, more really important crap being accomplished in Washington:

Leahy issues subpoena for Rove e-mails
By Klaus Marre, The Hill

Senate Judiciary Committee Chairman Patrick Leahy (D-Vt.) issued a subpoena Wednesday for all e-mails from White House adviser Karl Rove that relate to the firings of eight U.S. attorneys. “Attached please find a subpoena compelling the Department by May 15 to produce any and all emails and attachments to emails to, from, or copied to Karl Rove related to the Committee’s investigation into the preservation of prosecutorial independence and the Department of Justice’s politicization of the hiring and firing and decision-making of United States Attorneys, from any (1) White House account, (2) Republican National Committee account, or (3) other account, in the
possession, custody or control of the Department of Justice,” Leahy said in a letter to Attorney General Alberto Gonzales. (
link)


Whatever.

It's Starting To Look Like a Circus Sideshow

All you Episcopalians out there must be wondering if your church has become an asylum for the socially dissolute. I'm not even believing this:

McGreevey to Enter Episcopal Seminary
From Associated Press

Newark, N.J. - The nation's first openly gay governor has become an Episcopalian and been accepted into a seminary, according to a published report.

Former Gov. James E. McGreevey, who was raised as a Roman Catholic, was officially received into the Episcopal religion on Sunday at St. Bartholomew's Church in New York, said the Rev. Kevin Bean, vicar at the church.

McGreevey has entered the church's "discernment" phase, which usually precedes seminary work, Bean told The Star-Ledger of Newark in a report posted Wednesday on its Web site. (
link)


Jim McGreevey. An Episcopal priest.

I know the Good Book says: "Let him know, that he which converteth the sinner from the error of his way shall save a soul from death, and shall hide a multitude of sins." (James 5:20)

But I need to find the verse that says "Let him sin in every imaginable way, and attempt to hide those sins in multitudes, and bear false witness like there's no tomorrow, and covet his neighbor's male servant, and his neighbor's pool boy, and his ox, and his donkey, and anything that is his neighbor's that can provide a cheap thrill, and the Church will be called upon to put him in charge of leading the flock down that path to righteousness whatever feels good at the moment."


For the love of God.

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New York Post headline : "HEAVEN HELP US! MCG TO BE PRIEST"

The Episcopal Circus II

If I didn't read it with my own eyes, I wouldn't believe it:
After Working the Streets, Bunk Beds and a Mass
By Corey Kilgannon, The New York Times


Every Sunday morning in a second-floor apartment in Astoria, Queens, the Rev. Louis Braxton Jr. rouses a half-dozen sleeping bodies from bunk beds in two cramped rooms littered with stiletto heels and skimpy dresses.

An Episcopal priest, he says Mass and prays for their souls. He makes passing references to sins of the flesh, appropriately enough, since his flock has spent the previous night working as prostitutes on the “tranny stroll” near Roosevelt Avenue in Jackson Heights, where men go for quick sex with men who look like women.

These worshipers — Princess, Kelly, Michelle, Skye, Gianni and Terry, all teenagers or in their early 20s — are slender, stylish and soft of voice, and will smack anyone who questions their femininity or asserts that, biologically, they are still males. Transgender is a term they will tolerate, and the place they call home, Father Braxton says, is probably the only homeless shelter in New York specifically for transgender
youth.


The shelter is called Carmen’s Place and ... (link)
By the way, the article goes on to inform us of the fact that the Episcopal Church not far away, where Braxton had formerly been the pastor, had closed. Not enough transgenders in the Episcopal Church to provide support, it would seem.

But Reverend McGreevey will be bending over backwards to solve that problem.

For the love of God.