Tag Archives: Belmont Club

Change pols frequently, like your underwear

Richard Fernandez of PJMedia on why we need to worry when our presidents and their appointees all come from Harvard and other “elite” institutions. They are poster children for term limits. Too smart for our good.

“America was founded on the notion that most politicians can only be expected to be ornery, low-down, crooks. Nobody in those days was fool enough to believe they could be Light-workers, Messiahs and create a world without guns. Thus in the Founder’s view the only way to guard against rogues was to ensure that government remained as small as possible relative to its essential jobs; to change those in office frequently and often, like we change underwear.

“The Founders saw roguery as the byproduct of high office. And so they wrote a constitution — you know, the document more than a hundred years old that nobody smart reads any more — to keep the weeds down. For they knew better than our modern enlighteneds that any politician sufficiently powerful to disarm the people is sufficiently powerful to sell missiles bought from Russia to Muslim rebels in Mindanao.

“Unless one remembers this there is no defense against crooks in high places.”

Which is why we need term limits and, to my mind, no more two-term presidents.

Via Instapundit.

I still love my Kindle 2

But like Scott at the Fat Guy, I probably will get a Kindle Paperwhite when the 2 finally bites the dust. Richard Fernandez, as usual with him, has a nice little essay on why he loves his Paperwhite, with only this little proviso:

“The biggest benefit of the readers, I’ve found, is that you can shift between volumes. When the classics get too heavy you can always switch to something more tradesman-like. But perhaps that is properly considered, a disadvantage. The one thing the old timers had on us is they had so little in the way of portable information they were forced to discover drama in nature or find it in their own thoughts. They preferred poetry because verse is compressed; full of suggestion, not exposition.”

I would only add that I have bought more books with the 2 than I ever did in paper. I love the ease of buying, even from on my back in bed, and the dictionary for checking the meanings of words. The Kindle is even searchable! Zounds.

Via The Fat Guy

Who, as opposed to what, gets on the plane

The El Al security system is far less intrusive than the TSA one (there is no groin grope or X-Ray machine), and it works just fine.

Because, unlike the feds, El Al is not concerned with political correctness, only safety.

Michael Totten, who gets profiled every time he flies through Tel Aviv, explains how Israel does it:

By eschewing the “Security Theater” approach, which is to always fight the last “war,” i.e. remove your shoes, bring no shampoo, let them grope your underwear, etc.

Despite that Al Q never strikes the same way twice, the Feds always do.

(I’m hoping to experience the Israeli Way when I fly to Tel Aviv in the spring.)

Meanwhile, Thomas Sowell sees more of Obamalot’s disdain for America here:

“If anything good comes out of the airport ‘security’ outrages, it may be in opening the eyes of more people to the utter contempt that this administration has for the American people.”

Still more from Instapundit, who thinks the flying public’s anger over TSA’s groin grope is far from over.

Because, for one thing, Obamalot is considering exempting Muslim women.

UPDATE:  Meanwhile, the federal bigs are breezing right on through. No scan or grope for them. And no surprise, either.

Georgia on My Mind

The best joke I’ve seen is that the Russians won’t make it past Macon, let alone enter Atlanta. But the Russian invasion of the other Georgia, our ally on the other side of the world which sent two thousand troops to Iraq, really isn’t funny. It’s quite a bit of food for thought. It seems obvious to me that we will do nothing, other than prattle about condemnation and seek meaningless resolutions from the Dictator’s Club.

Not because our military is weak, despite its being well committed already, but because our society is weak, and has no stomach for war with Russia, whatever they do with Georgia, Ukraine or any of their other former "colonies." As to all that, Richard Fernandez, author of the Belmont Club blog, and his stalwart commenters are among the best sources available on what’s happening and what it is all likely to mean in the future. See also this column by military writer Ralph Peters.

Mac: the surge is the key to Afghanistan

It’s the way to win the Afghanistan campaign, McCain says, logically enough…

"…if I’m elected President, I will turn around the war in Afghanistan, just as we have turned around the war in Iraq, with a comprehensive strategy for victory."

…versus Baby Barry’s unserious preference to abandon Iraq in favor of hunting down (the quite probably already dead) Osama bin Forgotten.

Via Belmont Club.

Captured Brits solution

Op-For points out that thanks to Parliament, Britain is in no position to start a war with anyone, not even Iran, and even if they were it would be amazing if they’d go to war openly over the troop hostage taking. But why do it openly, asks Peter Boston, a commentor at the Belmont Club:

"Were I calling the shots for the Brits I would sink a patrolling Iranian submarine or two. Quietly and without pubilc announcement. Although we wouldn’t hear about it for another 50 years or so I imagine such an event would create a major confidence crisis in top Iranian circles and start destructive internal recriminations flying around."

Sounds like a winner to me. Better, certainly, than bringing in Jimmy Carter for advice. Hopefully, they’ll be released like the last group before some Iranian sailors lose their lives. 

Disrupting the lovers’ embrace

I saw the picture of the embracing skeletons on Drudge, read the headline, and moved on to something else. Then I read Belmont Club’s take "Now and Forever" and got more interested. I had not thought of the Romeo and Juliet angle on this presumed 5,000- to 6,000-year-old couple. Nor of their contradiction of Marvell’s poem about how "The grave’s a fine and private place, But none, I think, do there embrace." But I agree with Wretchard’s commentor that it’s a shame the bones were disturbed, and now sit in plastic bags in a warehouse awaiting DNA analysis. So much for now and forever.