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Even though some late-night TV jokers have made a few good funnies based on the Iraq shoe-throwing incident, I don't consider the attack to be all that entertaining. What hilarity: someone tried to assault the President of the United States with shoes! I'm sure there is all sorts of liberal "schadenfreude" justification for the cackling.
Would it have been funny if it had been President Obama at that podium in Iraq on Sunday? And if Obama had been hit? And if the shoes were rocks? Or hand grenades? And if the hurler was wearing a white hood? A regular laff riot! Hey, remember the "shoe bomber"? What was up with that guy anyway?!?
How the fuck does something like this happen in a controlled space in a war zone without the perpetrator getting a Secret Service bullet in the ear before he's done with his first follow-through?
Imagine how we all would have roared with laughter in 1963 if Kennedy had only gotten a dumdum bullet through the crown of his fedora instead of the crown of his skull. But that's not the way history played out. What did happen, though, starting in 1964, was a statistically improbable increase in naming newborn baby boys "Lee Harvey".
Update: shoe throwing is not just for laughing at. It's also a golden opportunity for narcissistic liberal sanctimony. Things like this tempt me to launch an "Oh brother..." feature on this blog.
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What if. What if. What if some pissed off Iraqi who's watched his country destroyed for absolutely no good reason got a shot or 2 at Bush with his shoes, and took it. That is excellent. It wasn't Obama, it wasn't rocks, it wasn't bombs. It was righteous, bro.
ReplyDeleteBO: I may not agree with what you say, but I'll defend to your death your right to say it.
ReplyDeletejust read the narcissistic liberal sanctimony link. I don't plan to sign it but it's harmless-- an embarrassment to the proponents at worst. But at all the Bye Bye Bush parties across the country on January 19 I'll bet there's a shitload of shoe-throwing.
ReplyDeletePlease, SM, don't turn into Dennis Miller.