Lots of ‘em. In pairs, of course. On the beach. (Where else? – Ed.)
Now don’t say we didn’t warn you.
Hadn’t heard from Dad in a while, so I crawled up to the attic where the vintage Mac Plus sits atop an old desk. Cold up here in winter! I set aside the dust cover. Plugged ‘er in, turned the back of the machine to face East and switched on. Taking it’s time warming up! Eventually the old grey screen brightened into life. Tapped in “Dad@Heaven” and hit “return.”
Dad: “Hi Number One! How are you!?”
Me: tappitty-click “DAD! Hey, busy, thanks!”
Dad: “Glad to see it. How’s the family?”
Me: “Hey, very well, Dad. Our number one has made Aliyah!”
Dad: “Enjoying Jerusalem, I see. Great to have her in the neighborhood!”
Me: tappitty-click “HAH! Hey, a lot warmer there than here. How’s the beach?”
Dad: “The wind is perfect. Can you hear the palms? Funny, Heaven’s beach looks exactly like Maracas Bay… a gentle off-shore breeze and the … the coconuts are magnificent.”
Me: “Uh-huh! (cough) I’ll bet. Dad, reminds me, did you catch Justice Scalia’s remarks in Hawaii?“
Dad: “Well, Justice Scalia’s right you know. You’d be irresponsible to blithely dismiss the internment camp threat as so much paranoia. The thing is this: Progressives arrogate “progress” unto the human condition – at least as far as their true-believers are concerned. Those with an eye to the Game of Power know better. It always repeats. Look, when I was a kid in the 1930′s, no-one in their right mind would have predicted American internment camps or the German-European holocaust. Your American Civil War showed us the evils of such. We were so modern, past all that, or so we thought.
That is why I warned you growing up that what is desired most by certain men is Power. It is a permanent feature of the human condition.”
Me: tappitty-tappity “You’ve seen this before.”
Dad: “You have no idea. Yet. Well, you and a few around you, perhaps, but you’d better wake up your neighbors.”
Me: “I was listening, Dad. And I’m working on it here.”
Dad: “Number One… G-d gave us neurosis as a curse … and as a gift. It has it’s place.”
Me: “A few seconds ago I was almost feeling the warm sand between my toes and hearing the surf thumping…”
Me: tappitty-click “Gee, thanks Dad.”
Dad: “Pay attention: It’s end-game. Look, the Proggies know they’re losing the argument. Roe was one of the ugliest pyrrhic victories in history. Those in the Game of Power hope – only hope, mind you – that if they can seize the game right now, they can stabilize their grasp. G-d didn’t make the world according to that plan. How this phase of the game ends, well, that’s up to you.”
Me: “Um, in a COMPLETELY unrelated matter, uh, what did you think of those group sizes last Sunday?”
Dad: “Shrunken nicely. Good work with the M1A!”
Me: “Maybe grandpa James would like our local gunsmith?”
Dad: “No doubt. Good man. Work hard. Keep praying, Number One. Be well!”
Me: tappitty-tappitty “Thanks Dad. Love you.”
Reached for the switch on the back, the plug and the dust cover. Popped the attic hatch and came down into the warm room.
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Murphy delivers a hard-earned spanking to Neil Young.
Quoth Glenn Reynolds: “Ouch.”
Hey, Neil… In your old grade-school in Winnipeg there still sits one wooden desk, with your initials carved into it. I hope it remains there forever – as a testament to your arrogant willingness to deface other people’s property to gain a little notoriety.
Your dad was a fine, hard-working man, a gentleman with a gift for honesty, gratitude and appropriateness. You don’t remind us of him one bit, eh?
Perhaps you’d best go up to Fort Mac and get a job. Failing that, pay attention to Rex.
UPDATE: Chris Muir knows what hurts…
“We have no morals, and we will attack you.” – Ethan “Pajama Boy” Krupp
Via InstaMan, Ed Driscoll goes to town.
The flop sweat emanating from Obamacare is so strong, it caused one man to don his footiejammies for a photo op, and another to write, at long last, a winner in the prize of the dumbest piece of crying anti-Semitism ever written, since a column written by two Columbia students and published by the New York Times in 1992 declared the second Michael Keaton Batman movie to be an anti-Semitic allegory.
For the record, Ethan… As a Jew, I tell you with sadness that you and your comrades embarrass us.
Your attitudes are puerile. Your enthusiasm for totalitarian diktat is unmanly.
I tell you also that you have no intellectual means of attack. For an attack to be valid, it must have a moral basis. This is what distinguishes the civilized man from his barbarian cousin. Alas.
“The Trotskys make the revolutions… the Bronshteins pay the price.” We’ve suffered enough, yes?
Suggestion: Instead of ObamaKare, how ’bout you invest in a JCC gym membership?
On the bright side, I gotta say that those jammies suit you perfectly. You go,
Yeah, so this central planning model isn’t working very Oh look! A homophobe!