I would really like to get angry about Rumsfeld and Cheney's interesting take on the opposition to the war in Iraq as being opposed to the war on terror (once again, terorrism is a tactic; it's like declaring war on the double-steal) or the new Islamo-fascism thing. Now, as I understand fascism, it deals with the supremacy of the state and the unity of the state with business interests. Hmmm -- the state's power is most real in it's totally empowered and unchecked except by business interests and the limits of hubris when the executive -- il duce, der Fuhrer, el Jefe -- gets supreme power. A global mismash of nonsense and belief bordering on fantasy that actually opposes most of the states it deals with is hardly a fascist thing.
Our appeasement strategy has been the appeasement of Saudi Arabian oil interests; the appeasement of our internal fascists best portrayed by Ken Lay and the multi-layered chins of the EXXON chairman and the ubiquity of Donald Trump. That's the appeasement; when Cheney basically continues to draw wealth from Haliburton, is that fascism or just corruption?
My problem with these guys isn't their reading of history; it's their reading of the present. As a lover of imagery, metaphor, symbolism and history, I know that drawing historical paralells is fraught with, well, fraught-ness. But, come to Jesus guys...
And I love Bush's comments to Brian Williams. He read Camus and "three Shakespeares..." His dad gave him unconditional love, and finishes off discussions of policies with "I love you, son." He never thought that Saddam called up Osama and said attack the US...tied together, the blithering idiot factor is stupendous.
I'm trying to remember my American history; what exactly happened in the second half of Grant's Second Term? Helluva job, Bushie...
So now I'm the fascist for disagreeing with the war on everything? Sheesh. I give up.
Posted by: Comandante Agi | 30 August 2006 at 09:07 AM
Yeah. Rumsfeld called us all stupid...
Posted by: Crusader AXE O' Lost Causes | 30 August 2006 at 05:02 PM