This year we have the sad duty to observe Memorial Day in remembrance of two generations of American soldiers whose lives were thrown away on distant battlefields by American politicians: In Viet Nam and Iraq.
As Richard Fernandez explains: “The collapse in the Middle East feels like Black April, 1975, the month South Vietnam fell. And it should, because just as the collapse of Saigon did not happen in Black April, but in a political American decision to allow South Vietnam to fall after a ‘decent interval’, so also is the ongoing collapse rooted, not in the recent tactical mistakes of the White House, but in the grand strategic decision president Obama made when he assumed office…”
Militarily, the good old USA is not what it was and may never be again. Nobody, certainly not in the Middle East, trusts us anymore. Nor should they. Today, only about one half of 1 percent of the American population serves. Soldiers have no political clout whatsoever.
Indeed, joining the micro-managed, all-PC American military today—for any reason other than to repel a direct attack on the homeland—really isn’t advisable. It’s just slow-motion suicide. Deployment, perhaps, to the latest short-lived “commitment.” Some civilian flag-waving back home for a minute or two and then…forgotten.
Via ChicagoBoyz & Belmont Club.
Novelist Neal Stephenson’s latest, Seveneves, uncharacteristically concerns contemporary scifi’s usual destruction of the Earth. Uncharacteristically because Stephenson is a technology-optimist. At least his destruction (which is not, thankfully, of the global warming, climate-change variety) leads to a greater future, albeit 5,000 years later.
Along the way his epic tweaks some contemporary politics, including creating a duplicitous Hildabeast-like American president. She, alone among the world’s leaders, contrives to survive, almost destroys the other survivors, and eventually claims a place among the seven Eves of the title who will reestablish humankind and the Earth.
And the restoration (with the indispensable aid of an Elon Musk-like private space entrepreneur and a science popularizer who almost mirrors Neil deGrasse Tyson) is more spectacular than most of the destroyed achievements.
Political Correctness has never been Stephenson’s hobby horse. The villains of his previous novel Reamde, for instance, were jihadist Muslims. So his Hillary (her husband and daughter dead and a Muslim woman sidekick her only initial solace) is every bit as untrustworthy and unlikable as the real one. Even her principal descendant in the novel is dishonest.
Stephenson’s stories generally are more about technology than writing style and Seveneves is no exception, though his characters are convincingly and usually sympathetically drawn. In the main, Seveneves is hard science fiction with some engineering, genetic and orbital-mechanics complexity. As usual with this author, however, it’s explained well and is worth the effort it takes to follow it.
Rocker Ted Nugent’s advice to graduates:
1. Life is not fair. Get used to it.
2. Social justice is a commie scam. Read the drivel of Saul Alinsky and fight it with all you’ve got.
3. Nobody owes you jacksquat. You will either earn your own way, or feel like a helpless leech. There is no middle ground.
4. Economic equality is for sheep. If you really believe we are all equal in our capabilities you will go nowhere.
More. And with Nugent in Waco.
A good chance of rain is forecast today and every day of this Memorial Day weekend. It’s normal for us to get a lot of rain around this time of year and, for those of us old enough to remember, to think of 1981. And this year we’ve already had more than a normal May’s worth of rain and the ground is saturated.
So it’s logical to expect something resembling the flood of 1981. It won’t take the 11 inches in three hours of that downpour to sent creeks and streams out of their banks this time. They’re already almost as high as their banks.
We’re definitely expecting a repeat of the Back Forty’s infamous waterfall. Pretty but worrisome as the water from it rises across the patio toward the sliding glass doors of the family room. Once again, they will be barricaded by unused floor tile and, this time, by a large framed photograph of a gas station (don’t ask, I don’t know why) my brother-in-law sent me years ago. Finally some use for it, freeing up space in the garage for something prettier.
UPDATE: We’re under a flash flood watch for the weekend.
Every two-bit petty criminal who happens to be black gets the full snooze media treatment with walk-on parts by our Little Barry and his pal Al Sharpton. But when a young, law-abiding black mother is gunned down by a pack of wild police animals…Crickets.
Via Mouth of the Brazos
UPDATE: Not too many have contributed to her legal fund, probably reflecting people’s ability to recognize futility when they see it. But I gave some and you should, too.
“…the United States will burn ‘in the flames of an eternal and terrifying fire,’ says the observant Muslim mother of Dzhokhar Tsarnaev, the convicted Boston Marathon bomber who was sentenced to death but will probably never meet the hangman.
This is Little Barry’s Justice Department, after all. If they didn’t screw up the case so it will be overturned on appeal—a big if—their federal appeals judges will find a way to let him off with prison, until he’s eventually paroled.
“Predictably, [federal] prosecutors assured the public that the bombers were not motivated by religion—despite what the bombers themselves believed,” notes the Religion of Peace blog, in linking to this personal affirmation of Tsarnaev’s religious intent.
Much like the Fort Hood killer who shouted Alley Who Quackbar over and over as he pulled trigger but the feds ignored it and wrote off his crime as “workplace violence.” It’s their clarity of purpose that strengthens our religious enemies such as the ISIS terrorist army against our often hapless, secular defenders.
Which is why being armed is a very good idea these days.