Listening to the interview this morning on my alarm clock radio, as they tested the new Supreme Court nominee Sonia Sotomayor, as democrats pointed out those times when she judged against a more liberal interpretation of the law, urging her to express her support of the right to bear arms, in order to assure the red-neck right wing nut jobs of this country that she is not a liberal, that she is fair, I asked myself Why? Why the appeasement?
I remember when Obama was running for president how he had to express his Christianity, how he expressed his anti-gay marriage stance, how he appeased people, appeasing the crazy lunatics that somehow have so much power in this country. Why?
I’ll tell you why, because the liberals are not bullet proof. This is what we need, those of us who love justice and truth and real progressive government, we need a mechanism to outsmart the lunatics that have no problem eliminating any threat to their frightened, ignorant, simplistic world views. This would be a philosophical proof, a revolutionary way of seeing ourselves.
The days of standing in front of tanks is over, laying our bodies out there willingly to satisfy the sacrificial desires of those human barbarians. What is needed in this proof, is an acceptance of the fear of violence, as a natural and healthy response to a grotesque perversion. Violence is the greatest human perversion, but it is a powerful one, and to fight it, to confront it, we need something incredibly sophisticated, something like a stealth bomber that can fly wherever it wants without being picked up by the radar. In some ways, this is a Straussian notion, but the exoteric application of this mechanism must yield the kind of results that attract adherents. And we must give them one promise, we must make them bullet proof!
Radiohead’s Bullet Proof I wish I was…
Limb by limb and tooth by tooth,
Tearing up inside of me,
Every day, every hour, just wish that I…
Wax me, mould me,
Heat the pins and stab them in,
You have turned me into this, just wish that it…
So pay me money and take a shot,
Lead fill the hole in me,
I could burst a million bubbles, all surrogate…