Monday, September 06, 2004

Yet More Stupidity

Yet another pompous, smarmy, elitist, leftist pseudo-intellectual, Mr. James Wolcott, emerges from the woodwork to pronounce doom on the ignorant, benighted Red State masses who are his moral and intellectual inferiors:

I root for hurricanes. When, courtesy of the Weather Channel, I see one forming in the ocean off the coast of Africa, I find myself longing for it to become big and strong--Mother Nature's fist of fury, Gaia's stern rebuke. Considering the havoc mankind has wreaked upon nature with deforesting, stripmining, and the destruction of animal habitat, it only seems fair that nature get some of its own back and teach us that there are forces greater than our own. Sure, a hearty volcano can be enjoyable. Burning rivers of lava: so picturesque. But a volcano is stationary, like Dennis Hastert after a big lunch. It doesn't offer the same dramatic suspense. Hurricanes are in unpredictable flux. They move, change direction, strengthen, weaken, lose an eyewall, repair an eyewall; they seem to have volition and opera-diva personalities.


Hurricane Frances also has a heraldic quality. Camille Paglia observed on Salon in February, 2003 that the explosion of the Columbia shuttle on the eve of the war on Iraq was a "stunning omen," one that would make a Roman general think twice. A catastrophe strewing death, fire, and human remains across Bush's home state of Texas was inauspicious to our undertaking; and so it has proven to be. Frances is the second hurricane to afflict Florida, home of brother Jeb, in rapid succession.

The gods are not pleased.

Link courtesy of Tim Blair, who makes this observation:

By “us”, Wolcott means “people other than myself”. Actually, seeing as he lives in Manhattan, perhaps he’d appreciate a re-write of his post: “I root for Islamic terrorists. When, courtesy of al-Jazeera ...”

Tim's commenters have some great reactions as well. For myself, I can only marvel at Wolcott's remarkable ability to combine arrogance with stupidity. So the "gods" are not pleased? After reading Wolcott's repugnant nonsense, why would they be?


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