"But war, in a good cause, is not the greatest evil which a nation can suffer. War is an ugly thing, but not the ugliest of things: the decayed and degraded state of moral and patriotic feeling which thinks nothing worth a war, is worse. When a people are used as mere human instruments for firing cannon or thrusting bayonets, in the service and for the selfish purposes of a master, such war degrades a people. A war to protect other human beings against tyrannical injustice – a war to give victory to their own ideas of right and good, and which is their own war, carried on for an honest purpose by their free choice – is often the means of their regeneration. A man who has nothing which he is willing to fight for, nothing which he cares more about than he does about his personal safety, is a miserable creature who has no chance of being free, unless made and kept so by the exertions of better men than himself. As long as justice and injustice have not terminated their ever-renewing fight for ascendancy in the affairs of mankind, human beings must be willing, when need is, to do battle for the one against the other."

Friday, June 04, 2010

Why I hate celebrities dabbling in politics, part 4,593

I think there's an old saying that goes something like: you don't come to my house and kick my dog, piss on my carpet, do the nasty with my wife, and leave the toilet unflushed. It's not polite. Apparently Sir Paul McCartney is unfamiliar with that saying, because after receiving an award from his host country, he proceeded to get a smirking little shot in at the former occupant of the White House he was playing at (http://www.humanevents.com/article.php?id=37350). You don't like Bush, I got that. Shitting on the last guy in office because you don't like him is graceless, petty, and markedly immature. Shitting on the last guy in office from another country, while you're a guest in that country, is damned insulting. A few years back, when Hugo Chavez hauled his commie ass up on the podium at the U.N. and shat on the sitting president, we saw a rare display of bipartisanship telling him to go pound sand. Dare we hope to hear a similar message delivered to Sir Paul?

Then there's James Cameron. By his own admission, he's an eco-terrorist. Got it. However, he also seems to think that he's an underwater-oil-spewing pipe fixer too. His credentials? He's filmed a lot of movies underwater. He kindly offered to help BP out in plugging the gusher in the Gulf of Mexico. Now, if the problem was that BP couldn't see what was going on underwater, he might have something to contribute. But BP can see the leaking pipe just fine. In fact, we can all see the leaking pipe. I can go on the Internet and watch live streaming footage of the pipe leaking. Give me five seconds and I'll find it . . . . Yup, there it is. The problem, James, is getting the pipe to stop leaking, not making sure you have the appropriate HD wide-angle lens to film it with. BP "graciously" declined his offer, which now makes them "morons" (http://news.yahoo.com/s/nm/20100603/en_nm/us_oil_spill_cameron). Say what you want about the intelligence of BP (their plan A for an oil rig blowing up, causing crude to spew up from 5,000 feet below: um, we don't plan on the rig blowing up. Plan B: see plan A); they're trying every scheme they can concoct to plug the leak, and they know a fleet of submersible robot cameras won't do squat. Chill, James; it's oil, not unobtanium, it's well beyond your pay grade.

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