Category Archives: Political Commentary

I’m Not Bitter

…but I can sympathize with Montgomery Burns, who famously said, “Ironic, isn’t it Smithers? This anonymous clan of slack-jawed troglodytes has cost me the election, and yet if I were to have them killed, I would be the one to go to jail. That’s democracy for you!”

Smithers: You are noble and poetic in defeat, sir.

No Good Choices

If the Republicans lose tonight, they’ll have gotten what they deserved. I hope that at least they’ll do some soul searching.

Unfortunately, the Democrats will have gotten what they didn’t and don’t deserve–political power, in wartime.

We really need a new party.

The Virtues Of Not Voting

Greg Mankiw has some thoughts. I don’t believe that high voter turnout is an intrinsically desirable goal, which is why I’m opposed to “motor voter” and other means designed to increase participation. If people aren’t willing to do a little work for their franchise, they don’t deserve it, as far as I’m concerned. The goal should be informed votes, with quality, not quantity. Of course, that wouldn’t work out well for the Dems.

The Political Tone Deafness

…of John Kerry. It takes a Brit to point it out:

US servicemen are revered in a way that the British squaddie can only dream of. Soldiers travel in uniform and are routinely ushered to the front of queues and given upgrades to business class with no questions asked. On an American Airlines jet from Dallas last Sunday, a flight attendant made a spontaneous announcement about “the sacrifice our young men and women are making to keep us safe”. The whole plane applauded her.

This is not just rah-rah jingoism. The aching reality of war is also apparent. At Houston airport on Wednesday night I pulled up behind a white hearse with two soldiers in dress uniform inside it. “That’s one of our boys coming home from Iraq,” said a sombre Avis representative, waving me past.

As Kerry has found out, you try to exploit this sentiment for political gain at your peril. The military is the most integrated sector of American society. Poor youths with a bit of get up and go about them use it to get funding for college to pull themselves up a rung on the economic ladder.

I have sat in Humvees and Bradley fighting vehicles with black sergeants from Alabama, marines from Mexico and good ol’ boy snipers from Kentucky in places like Fallujah and Ramadi as they described their hopes with an affecting optimism that belied the mortal danger they were in. In many ways, they embody what is great about America.