Islamofascist Mad Libs
Unreal. Just unreal. I know this stuff shouldn't surprise me anymore, but I've gone back to Michelle Malkin's site and looked at those pictures several times over the last few days, and I find it hard even to get angry, exactly. (I'm sure that would be different if this were the aftermath of a suicide bombing or other sort of attack.) It's just so depressing: "[thesaurus word for kill] those who [thesaurus word for assail] Islam." These people can't even come up with stimulating, idiosyncratic thoughts on their protest posters.
This is probably going to sound ridiculously petty, but I wish our civilization were clashing with a force that at least gave us a run for our money when it came to imagination and...flair. Not that that would make the bloodthirstiness or illiberalism any better at all; but it would at least give the feeling of fighting a worthy, equal evil, as opposed to one that just happens to breed in such large numbers that its presence can't be ignored. As Steven Malcolm Anderson would have said, they have no style.
I hadn't really planned on doing the Buy Danish! thing, but if the enemy insists on being so incandescently lame, I figure I'll go the whole way and take the in-your-face gay approach: I will stop by Seibu on my way home and drop some money on Royal Copenhagen. Yeah, fine, I spend too much on housewares even when there's no moral message to be conveyed, but see, I hadn't planned on buying anything there TODAY, so I still get to feel all upright and socially responsible. So say I.
This is probably going to sound ridiculously petty, but I wish our civilization were clashing with a force that at least gave us a run for our money when it came to imagination and...flair. Not that that would make the bloodthirstiness or illiberalism any better at all; but it would at least give the feeling of fighting a worthy, equal evil, as opposed to one that just happens to breed in such large numbers that its presence can't be ignored. As Steven Malcolm Anderson would have said, they have no style.
I hadn't really planned on doing the Buy Danish! thing, but if the enemy insists on being so incandescently lame, I figure I'll go the whole way and take the in-your-face gay approach: I will stop by Seibu on my way home and drop some money on Royal Copenhagen. Yeah, fine, I spend too much on housewares even when there's no moral message to be conveyed, but see, I hadn't planned on buying anything there TODAY, so I still get to feel all upright and socially responsible. So say I.
Posted by Sean on
2006-02-04 23:04:29