Wednesday, January 02, 2008

The Simple Life

A friendly (and excruciatingly thorough) reminder of the old Dorothy Parker line about how if you want to know what God thinks of money, look at who He gives it to. These are just uniformly dreadful people.

Extra kudos to Bill Clinton of all people, for meeting with one of his most vicious and unprincipled enemies, a man who literally did everything he could possibly think of to undermine Clinton's administration (which, given that BC never met an issue he couldn't triangulate into non-Euclidean geometry, was really a needless quest). Countless Clinton minions have written breathlessly and prolifically over the years of Scaife's vicious harassment, the perfidious lies, the baseless smears, blah blah blah, and instead of telling this wretched creep off, he has lunch with him. Unless it was a petit déjeuner of watercress-and-fuck-you sandwiches, I don't get it.

I dunno, either words mean something or they don't. If some rich asshole with too much time on his hands spends a decade and millions of dollars calling me a murderer, a rapist, a traitor, etc., lunch would be at the bottom of my to-do list. That's just me.

Maybe BC got Scaife to call off his hell-hounds on the missus for awhile, seeing as how she's not exactly intending to upend any applecarts. But it seems that if you're a person of principle, and unprincipled people make an industry out of calumniating your character and the things you believe in, there is no forgiveness without an abject public apology. Anything else just legitimizes these thugs.

1 comment:

thedevilzone said...

But it seems that if you're a person of principle

Huh? I thought we were talking about Bill Clinton!

Thanks, I'll be here all week.

But seriously - I know that compared to the last seven years, anybody would look more appealing, but one of the things that amazed me about the blogosphere, having drifted in from more leftward regions, was the actual, earnest belief that Bill was one of the best presidents ever, rather than just a placeholder during a decade of relative calm who will really only be remembered for the fact that his schlong helped illustrate to the world just how insane these Republicans had become, shortly before they went completely for broke. I can't even read BartCop that much anymore because of the nostalgic hero-worship combined with his fervent belief that Hillary will be even better.