Akkam’s Razor

Now that I’ve been out of my blogging gig for a while, my anger wheel has been jolted far to the left and when I reread that extraordinarily perceptive passage by Taibbi, I actually felt kind of sorry for the subjects. They’re scared is all. They’re scared of a lot of things because they need to be scared of a lot of things. They lack purpose without things relentlessly scaring the shit out of them. And in order to distract the media from the fact that they’re more juiced up on fear than love for their country, they constantly try to frame liberals—who in their minds still wear patchouli, listen to Jefferson Airplane and love the fuck out of Jane Fonda—of being the cowards because, um, we’re "anti-war" (what fucked up times we live in where being "anti-war" is a "bad thing") and we aren’t 100% freaked out that gay people, Mexicans, Arabs and the Dixie Chicks are roaming free in our streets.

You see, in reality, us "cowardly" liberals aren’t afraid of much of anything.  Disgusted, sure.  We’re plenty disgusted with a lot of things going on in America and the world today, and rightfully so, but our repulsion isn’t fueled by fear.  It’s fueled by hope for better days in America, a concept so antithetical to the rightists’ junked-out need for a constant influx of "bogeymen" (they’ve been trained well) that they aren’t able to process the notion that we don’t hate our country, we just take great, full-throated exception to how it’s being run by them.  Or, more to the point, run into the ground by them.