Steven Weber, who starred in “Wings,” is a contributor to that font of mainstream Hollywood liberal thought, The Huffington Post. And in keeping with almost every post on that site, Weber is dripping with rage over the way the leftist agenda is falling apart before his eyes.
Is he mad at a president and a Democratic Congress that have bungled the greatest political opportunity for liberals in nearly a century? Oh, no. Weber directs his hate towards anyone who doesn’t imbibe the (heavily spiked) pink Kool-Aid as often as he does. More specifically, he’s shaking his tiny fist at the kind of people who contribute to and read this blog.
Weber latest screed is titled: “What to Do (This Time, Sober).” We’ll have to take Weber’s word for his parenthetical clarification, because if this is a sober post, I’d hate to read Weber’s thoughts on conservatives when he’s on the sauce.
One can hardly get past the first sentence without a hearty guffaw. Weber writes: “It’s time to tear the mask from their smug, stupid faces.” Let’s just say Weber, in the role of his dreams, is pulling apart the buttons from his shirt and dashing down the street to reveal a giant blue “S” on his chest for “Smug Man.” Or is it “Stupid Man.” You can decide, as you read on:
Liberals — or anyone who has sense and cares about their country — need to gird themselves against an enemy that looks American and squawks American but is as destructive to American principles as any brown shirt-wearing, fascist sociopath.
Forget that nonsense about how only liberals have “sense and care about their country.” But remember that “brown shirt” reference. We’ll get to that later.
Be not afraid of the birthers, baggers, deathers, those who decry “the killing of Christmas” or whatever lunatic froth that issues from their sad, desperate brains. They haven’t the guts to back their fiery words up with action. And they are, in many cases, way too fat to move very fast.
“Deathers”? That’s a new one. And Weber’s one to talk about “lunatic froth” when he throws out enough digital spittle — in just his first five paragraphs — to get a camel from Casablanca to Cairo. And back. Oh, and I’d be careful about those fat jokes, Steven. Remember those hot Hollywood clubs you used to get into when people recognized you? Did you ever see a skinny bouncer? There’s a reason for that.
Sitting back and letting elected officials do the citizens’ work will result in only more static, more confusion and breathe further breath into the lungs of those quasi-conservative zombots who know nothing of history or need to reinterpret it, in fact, to fit their low brow schemes, therefore allowing more division, thinly-veiled xenophobia, and outright idiocy to reign widespread as it does now.
Yes. That was one sentence. All 63 words of it. But there, in the mess Weber made of that passage, he raises the liberal skirt too far above the ankle. Note that “letting elected officials do the citizens’ work,” in his mind, is a very bad thing. Damn democracy! Damn the ability of we “zombots” to express in person, online, and at the ballot box our dissatisfaction with the agenda of Barack Obama and Nancy Pelosi and Harry Reid! Such “division” cannot be tolerated.
Let me try to clear up some confusion for Weber. America’s Founding Fathers purposely established a political and constitutional order in which sobriety, and not Weber’s brand of passion and all sorts of “low-brown schemes,” rules when establishing our society. It was an attempt to preserve liberty and improve upon the European model of government, which did not cherish individual liberty. And the wisdom of the U.S. Constitution was ratified by 200 years of misery in Europe after America’s founding.
From the French Revolution, to the Napoleonic Wars, to a pair of World Wars, to Soviet domination of half the continent, Europe could have used a bit of unleavened wisdom from our Founders. They didn’t take it. And within the lifetime of Weber’s father, an Austrian man was lifted to power in Germany on the passions of his countrymen — and he was the one who brought the term “brown shirts” into the modern lexicon. It’s a term Weber now throws around quite recklessly at his fellow Americans.
I was struck by Weber’s ending passages, directed at people who think like him.
Be resourceful. Be diligent. Be independent. Revere the elderly. Be tender to the helpless. Be fearless in the face of obstructionists. Be humble. Be smart.
But, apparently, don’t be “tender” to those poor elderly people who might not be on the Obama/Reid/Pelosi Express. Give them Hell! Because they are “enemies” whose “instincts often crawl in the dirt and prevent [my] dreams from ever becoming reality.” Because, Weber says: “That is what the right wingers are, after all: killers of dreams.”
Killer of your dreams, Steven? Gladly.
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