Justice Stevens: The five extra words that can fix the Second Amendment
Since UKIP has received much deserved rebuke of late over their Charter for Muslims, we here at White People HQ have taken it upon ourselves to develop a charter for them. No reasonable UKIPer should have any issue adding their name to its list of signatories.
UKIP Charter of Reasonable Behaviour
for creating a more Positive Britain
As UKIP members we recognize the importance of building tolerance and understanding in Britain. In the past (and present (and honestly speaking the future too)) we haven’t been the best at preaching tolerance being a rabidly racist anti-immigrant party without even a veil over our actions and all. We now move forward into the future, by presenting the following articles to guide our actions in the future.
The UKIP hazing ritual (the one involving squirrels and the sex thing) shall no longer be practiced. Although by signing this as UKIP members we acknowledge we’ve done it, and liked it. New UKIP members or non-UKIP members shall not be required to participate it. We UKIP members admit participating in it makes us very naughty boys.
No UKIP member shall publicly or privately blame tolerance of gay people for the weather. UKIP members ergo shall not seek employ as meteorologists either on the television, radio, any other media, or in general comment on the weather and its reason for being. This includes the use of comments similar to, but not necessarily “it’s really coming down out there, someone in an official capacity must have failed to use their position to discriminate against a gay couple.” For the safety of all of Britain meteorologists who are UKIP members shall resign immediately or understand themselves to be banished from the house of UKIP.
The place Bongo-bongo land shall no longer be referred to in any official policy or as part of any dialogue. Any references to said place shall be punishable by the following:
- Those using this term shall be place on a small raft given nothing but a single British meat pie.
- Those using said term will be denied re-entry to Britain until they can prove they have discovered said place.
- Proof of said place shall include: full nautical charts, a complete list of local species, and a sculpture made from the bedrock.
- Anyone caught attempting to return without full proof shall be served buffet-style at the next party conference on the third day.
No UKIP member shall write or disseminate any policy. Any existing policies shall be destroyed and memory of them physically erased from UKIP members brains.
The signatories to this charter affirm their profound belief in the necessity of UKIP to maintain the charade of reasonableness for other white parties in the British political system.
You can see the resemblance to John Wayne Gacy right around the eyes.
This morning, while in Iowa to announce her candidacy for president, Michele Bachmann made a play for local brownie points by comparing herself to one of the town’s native sons, John Wayne.
But John Wayne was from Winterset, Iowa. And the John Wayne from Waterloo is actually killer clown John Wayne Gacy.
Speaking on the front lawn of a quaint little home, Bachmann told a Fox News reporter, “John Wayne was from Waterloo, Iowa. That’s the kind of spirit that I have, too.”
But The Duke is actually from a town about three hours away. The only famous John Wayne from Waterloo was one of the most deranged murderers in American history — the “Killer Clown” himself, John Wayne Gacy.[youtube http://www.youtube.com/watch?feature=player_embedded&v=PsLfL9vMaUY]
- Michele Bachmann: Compares Self to John Wayne Gacy?
- Michele Bachmann Says, ‘I’m Like John Wayne’ in Hometown of John Wayne Gacy (littlegreenfootballs.com)
- Bachmann says she has the ‘spirit’ of John Wayne… Gacy (politicore.wordpress.com)
- Chris Wallace asks Michele Bachmann: Are you a flake? [VIDEO]
If the first stage of sex scandal coverage is gossip, the second is cultural analysis. The second stage helps justify our prurient delight in the first. (I suspect that the only people who don’t enjoy sex scandals are the scandalees, not the scandalized.) But it also represents an instinctive desire to make sense of stupid or reckless conduct by people in public life who we presume should know better.
Besides, like gossip, analysis of sexual behavior is a game almost anyone can play. Unlike most national or global crises, its exegesis demands no particular expertise. Common sense, sexual experience and, these days, a little understanding of social media provide all the necessary analytic credentials. Professional sex scandal experts—pop psychologists who claim special, secret knowledge about our psyches—are generally fools or hucksters, like pop politicians on the other side of the looking glass who claim that solving complex economic, environmental or international problems and potential catastrophes requires mere common sense and a commitment to passing legislation no longer than three pages.
But as much as I value cultural analysis (and indulge in it) I’m sometimes wary of the generalized lessons it tempts us to draw from particular cases. Sometimes a cigar is just a cigar, and one man’s sins or indiscretions tell us a lot more about him than the rest of us. So while Anthony Weiner‘s apparent self-centeredness, exhibitionism, and instinctive dishonesty seem quite familiar and reminiscent of other successful or temporarily successful little power mongers, his lamentable failings are, in my view, universally human, although they may be expressed in culturally specific ways.
Read the full article at The Atlantic Monthly…
- How to Think About Anthony Weiner (6thfloor.blogs.nytimes.com)
- Anthony Weiner and the ‘How Can You Be So Stupid?’ Question | The Nation (policyabcs.wordpress.com)
- sharing a congressman’s scandal. (spitandmud.com)
- “But it’s not really adultery!” (geneveith.com)
IT’S HARD TO escape Sarah Palin. On Facebook and Twitter, cable news and reality television, she is a constant object of dispute, the target or instigator of some distressingly large proportion of the political discourse. If she runs for president—well, brace yourself! But there is one place where a kind of collective resolve has been able to push her aside, make her a less suffocating presence than almost everywhere else: Alaska.
During a week spent traveling there recently, I learned that Palin occupies a place in the minds of most Alaskans roughly like that of an ex-spouse from a stormy marriage: she’s a distant bad memory, and questions about her seem vaguely unwelcome. Visitors to Juneau, the capital and a haven for cruise-ship tourism, are hard-pressed to find signs of the state’s most famous citizen—no “Mama Grizzly” memorabilia or T-shirts bearing her spunky slogans. Although the town was buzzing with politics because the legislature was in session, talk of Palin mainly revolved around a rumored Democratic poll showing her to be less popular in Alaska right now than Barack Obama. The only tangible evidence I saw was her official portrait in the capitol and a small sign in the window of a seedy-looking gift shop advertising “Sarah Palin toilet paper.” Alaska has moved on.
So has Palin. Two years after abruptly resigning the governorship, she is a national figure, touring the country to promote her books; speaking out whenever moved to on important issues of the day; and serving, mainly through Fox News, as the guardian-enforcer of a particularly martial brand of conservatism. Though she still lives in Alaska, she has all but withdrawn from its public life, appearing only seldom and then usually to film her reality-television show, Sarah Palin’s Alaska.
But if she decides to run for the White House—and she’ll have to make up her mind soon—all of that will change. As much as Alaska might like to forget Sarah Palin, and she it, her record there, especially as governor, will take on new salience.
Palin entered the national consciousness more suddenly than most high-level politicians do, and she did it in the intense final stretch of a presidential campaign, which had a kiln-like effect of hardening the initial impression—depending on your point of view, of the provincial half-wit portrayed by Tina Fey or the plain-sense Mama Grizzly proudly leading her army of culture warriors.
In modern politics, your “brand,” once established, is almost impossible to change. Only a handful of politicians have changed theirs (Hillary Clinton is one), and then only through tireless perseverance. Palin has shown little inclination to revise or deepen these impressions—she didn’t respond to my requests to discuss her record—and she hasn’t designated anyone else to do it for her. (Mama Grizzlies claw; they don’t contextualize.)