The Kosmonauts comment on the Tedster's posts as if he were the prophet Jeremiah. This is what is considered "progressive" by the Church of Josef Stalin of Latter Day Commies: fawning over a guy who was elected to the Senate when face masks were still a novelty in the NFL. What forward thinking ideas will they give us next-the moon's not made of green cheese?
Here is an essential difference between the blogosphere behemoth that is The Daily Fascist Prick Kos and all of us alleged knuckle draggers on the right: we welcome the challenge of dissenting voices.
True, some right wing blogs will block a liberal troll or two. Many, however, will let the trolls comment away and stand up or, most often, get destroyed on their merits. The Kosmonauts just like to nuke you right away if you aren't in agreement with their regressively progressive thinking.
Why is an online community of about eleven kajillion people so afraid of one dissenting voice? Perhaps the interjection of reality into any debate makes them uncomfortable. The well documented allergy to logic on the left certainly factors into the equation. Wait, I forgot the obvious: the political lunatic fringe occupied by the nutroots abhors any free speech that is remotely pro-American.
Blaming the United States first is more pathological than ideological on the nutroot left. Herein lies the path to madness for these neo-commies: they detest the very system that enables them to exist.
From there it's nothing more than an exercise in painfully contorted logic that makes posts like this seem reasonable:
This little piece manages to find John "Fluffy" Edwards' (D-Larceny) life's work as an ambulance chaser noble.
The most telling thing about this piece is that it has to describe which of the Big Three Democrats is the least offensive lawyer.
A progressive nutroot talking about "the soul" of anything is akin to a second-grader lecturing on quantum mechanics. It's simply a subject of which the speaker can't have any real knowledge, the difference being that the second-grader harbors no illusions of superiority.
I would love it if these nimrods would invite me over for a free-for-all. Something tells me that they'd only agree to such an encounter if I promised not to bring the male anatomy that makes me confrontational in the first place. Big deal. I'll take 'em all on with one you-know-what tied behind my back.
Cross posted at Real Clear Politics (Vote for it!)
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