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Ein Volk, Ein Reich, Ein Fuhrer!

It’s pretty common nowadays to compare politicians you don’t like, especially presidents, to Adolph Hitler. It’s not often that the politician does it for you by repeating two-thirds of the Nazi’s favorite slogan of “one people, one nation, one leader.”

From Barry’s inaugural speech on his collectivist, statist aims of more spending, more entitlements and more regulation: “Now, more than ever, we must do these things together, as one nation, and one people.”

But, as PJMedia’s Michael Ledeen says, neither Barry nor many other American politicians today fit the old Fascist mold of charismatic old warriors leading anew:

“Fascists don’t change the world by ‘leading from behind.’  They take charge in front of the troops….we are a long way from the cult of personality that dominated Italy and Germany in the fascist epoch.”

Taking charge in front of the troops is one thing we’ll likely never see Barry do, not even in rhetoric, much less in practice. Could you imagine him in Patton’s movie uniform of shiny helmet and jodhpurs? Of course not.

He likes his speeches pedestrian, his socialism comfortable, and lots of expensive vacations and time for golf. Which is why, as Ledeen says, the jihadis consider him “a weakling, a loser and a pushover.”

For us, however, Barry’s inherent laziness and refusal to negotiate for what he wants might well be his most redeeming qualities.

Why I joined the NRA, a continuing series

I like their scorched-earth defense of the Second Amendment, which an otherwise good book I’m reading (Glock: The Rise of America’s Gun) contends is counterproductive. The author claims the NRA tries to keep gun owners fearful of losing their right to “keep and bear” a gun, which brings in new members and subscription payments to keep the NRA in business.

I think the NRA is right on target, especially when Leftist Democrats are in power, as they are now, since they like nothing better than to ban things they disagree with and to invent new regulations for Americans to obey. And Barry clearly fits the mold of a gun-grabbing bigot.

The more that guys like King Scold use tragedies like Newtown to blame the gun instead of the shooter, the more support the antigunners get. Recent polls suggest it’s only a matter of time until gun-rights pols will be looking over their shoulders to see antigunner opponents gaining on them.

So the more the NRA attacks such methods, the better the chance of avoiding new gun restrictions. I loved their recent ad underscoring the hypocrisy of the 1 percent, such as MSNBC’s David Gregory, who send their children to private schools with armed security while they refuse to support it for the children of the 99 percent.

What the Hillary was going on?

Marco Rubio and most of the other Republicans took the Hildabeast through one boring boilerplate recitation after another at yesterday’s senate hearing on Benghazi. No wonder they can’t win the presidency. As my mother-in-law said of Romney before he was nominated: “No balls.”

Which goes double for McCain, the first loser to King Scold.

Whatever you think of his Texas father (and I don’t think much) young Rand Paul of Kentucky was the only one with any guts who simultaneously sounded intelligent:

“I’m glad that you’re accepting responsibility,” Paul said to our multiple cuckolded secretary of state whose idea of taking responsibility is mouthing empty words with a furrowed brow but without suffering any consequences.

“I think that ultimately with your leaving, you accept the culpability for the worst tragedy since 9/11. And I really mean that. Had I been president at the time, and I found that you did not read the cables from Benghazi, you did not read the cables from Ambassador Stevens [requesting more security], I would have relieved you of your post. I think it’s inexcusable.”

It is but it won’t stop her from running for president in 2016. Meanwhile, next up on the Democrat state department responsibility-with-no-consequences circuit: the Catsup King, better known as Lurch, who may finally show us his magic hat.

King Scold

“No one has good faith but him. No one is sincere but him. Doesn’t this get boring, even to him?”

As Peggy Noonan says, he sounds a lot like Richard Nixon: Paranoid and self-pitying. But even Nixon negotiated. Barry refuses to negotiate. He scolds.

I expect it’s his Affirmative Action background. When you’re used to being handed free what you want you forget how to work for it. If you ever knew.

I won’t watch his inauguration. I don’t care what King Scold has to say. It’s never been very helpful. I remember that he ran in ’08 on a kind of bring-us-together platform. Inspired a lot of people. Then, in his first week in office he reversed course: He attacked Rush Limbaugh and Fox News, both of which drive his fellow Leftists crazy. Heh.

In last year’s campaign, Barry was an attack dog all the way (nary a hint of bring-us-together), and he’s kept it up ever since. Nothing new for him. Apparently, he’s trying to rally the Leftists to vote for enough Democrats to take back the House in 2014 so he can ram son-of-Obamacare through or start confiscating guns. Or else he’s really just Nixon with a tan.

UPDATE:  His inaugural speech: Partisan, pedestrian platitudes. Yep.

Gender discrimination

Gender discrimination is just fine when it’s women teachers imposing it on little boys.

This item about the first grader in Maryland being kicked out of school for pointing his index finger at another kid and saying POW! doesn’t surprise me. It’s not the first time either. We have that malarkey even in Texas.

I still see Mr. B.’s b**ch of a second-grade teacher at the grocery now and then and have a hard time not giving her my middle finger. She acts as if we’re all buddies now. Pig.

She’s apparently forgotten what she did when she saw Mr. B. drawing knights fighting monsters with swords and later with machine guns. She insisted that he was potentially dangerous and that we take him to a psychiatrist. Mrs. C., being the compliant type when it comes to authority, agreed and we did.

The psych had a meaningless little chat with him about his likes and dislikes and then wrote a prescription for Ritalin, or one of its generic varieties. I refused to fill it and Mrs. C. agreed. In the trash it went. At least they didn’t kick him out of school. If he’d done the finger gun, however, they might have.

Lecher of the year

Monica Lewinsky’s father is likely not amused. But then he’s even more obscure than the National Father’s Day Council which handed the groper-in-chief, his, um, distinction.

Never heard of it? Me, neither. Its web site says little more than that it’s a not-for-profit org founded in 1933-34. Uh huh. We can be sure it’s on the federal dole. Why else name William Jefferson Clinton as Father of The Year?

Especially when one of its supposed beneficiaries is Save The Children. I know, I know. Monica was not a child. She was, then, however, right at the age when college football coaches call their players “kids.”

But groping young Monica and turning her into his blow-job machine is different, I guess. Helps to have the news media in your pocket, eh Slick Willie? Except when you don’t.

Rule 5: Natalie MacMaster

Cape Breton-style fiddler and, by the by, married mother of three, but who’s counting? Yes, it’s the shiny boots that got me. Her playing ain’t bad either.