Category Archives: Library

The strength of Samson, the wisdom of Solomon

Finally found a copyable cover of Capt. Israel. Love the Mark Twain quote.

Little African-American cocktail dress

A fellow recovering journalist has reminded me of a spell checker problem that once afflicted a newspaper we worked at. Some multicultural zealot among the editing caste had programmed the computer system’s spell checker to change every use of the word “black” to the more politically-correct “African American.”

Which, naturally enough, immediately resulted in a screwup. The phrase “little black cocktail dress” in a fashion article was changed to “little African-American cocktail dress.” Fortunately, it was caught and fixed before it got into print. Still makes me chuckle.

Fox News haters prefer herd journalism

O’Reilly asks: “Why does Media Matters, which admits it’s in business to hurt [Fox News], receive tax-exempt status?”

Gosh, Bill, with a Democrat Senate and White House, do you really wonder why? Isn’t working, anyhow, as Fox continues to beat the competition like the dusty rugs they are.

Silly as Media Matters is (I mean, really, how dare the right-wing dissent from the dominant left-wing media view?), even more amusing was Little Green Footballs recent pointer to a preference for herd journalism, so long as it suits their politics, of course.

They branded Fox News a (gasp) outlier for finding a new headline buried in the Left’s latest consensus reporting. Yep. Obviously, initiative is bad when it departs from the official line. Mustn’t confuse the weak minds who need confirmation of their political opinions in order to feel secure.

The mendacious Abbas

After reading Palestinian Authority President Mahmoud Abbas’s recent op-ed column in the ignoble NYTimes, it’s obvious to me why the Israeli government doesn’t like dealing with him—even if he would negotiate which, so far, he has refused to do.

In addition to being a Holocaust denier (see his PhD thesis) Abbas is a world champion prevaricator. Referring to the 1947 U.N. partition of Palestine in the column, Abbas doesn’t mention Palestinian Arab rejection of it then and subsequent Palestinian militia attacks on Jewish settlements. All he says is “Shortly thereafter, Zionist forces expelled Palestinian Arabs.”

Actually they primarily expelled the ones whose villages had attacked Jewish settlements or else commanded roads and other terrain features the invading Egyptian, Jordanian, Syrian, and Iraqi armies would use, according to Israeli historian Benny Morris’s pull-no-punches 2009 history “1948: A History of the First Arab-Israeli War.”

As even Shlomo Avineri, a columnist at the Left-wing Ha’aretz newspaper (sometimes derided as the only Hebrew-language Arab newspaper in the Middle East) puts it: “A decision to go to war has consequences…Effects cannot be divorced from causes.”

Unless you’re a lying Palestinian president, or one of his fellow-traveling political or news media enablers who studiously ignores history.

Kershaw’s Brigade at Fredricksburg

Mort Kunstler, whose painting this is, is one of the leading sentimentalists of American Civil War art. He does Union pieces, too, but seems to prefer Rebel ones, probably because they sell better.

Kershaw’s Brigade of South Carolinians held the sunken road on Marye’s Heights at Fredricksburg in December, 1862, stopping multiple Union charges until the battlefield was littered with Union dying and dead.

Favorite headlines

Meryl Yourish: What A Difference A Gun Makes

Harry Smeltzer: Living Monuments

Bernie: Should Putting Women on a Leash Be Legal?

Zombie: Mohammed Image Archive

J-Lem Post: What to do with lemons like Thomas Friedman

Bernie, again: Gross Muslim Jokes

Amazon: Start-up Nation: The Story of Israel’s Economic Miracle

Knoxville 1863: Civil War Flapdoodle

My heart is in the East

As a contemporary translation of Yehuda Halevi’s paean to Zion has it:

“I may be in the West, but my heart is in the East.”

Indeed, especially after my March-April visit to the Zionist entity, better known as Israel. Long may she wave.