Proud to relay that Crooked Timber has nothing on IT in this most crucial of blogging departments. See also here and here and... well I'm undoubtedly missing some.
If not for this damn sled to catch, I'd certainly labor to come up with one myself, to put right smack-dab here on top, in fierce competition with Alain's eternally-nauseating neocons. Maybe you yourself have a suggestion though.
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It's a match made in heaven. One wonders if they know each other? A commenter on the latter, one "Big Billy" asks a good question:
What if a pair of opposing hypocrits (where one says one thing and doesw [sic] the other, and the other says the other and does the one thing) team up? As a human, I find it impossible to constantly avoid hypocrasy [sic], so why not pair up and embrace out hypocritical natures, and then we can really progress, right? My partner will do my work for me while I do his work for him. We will both get our jobs done while approaching more exagerated extremes.
But then again, we're probably better off if you just call me an idiot too.
In this our quest, for the ultimate blog brevity I then leave it to you, dear eater, to draw your own excursions. For it is a black and white world, with the Author sitting f'evern top (ever'n especially whilst claiming the bottom!) and we was only ever kiddin', once Hugh challenged e to a duel.
A duel, e says! At dawn, no less. E dunno, somehow "be offended, but say so" just don't 'ave the same ring to it. An' sometimes it be da fools who call idiots, "idiots" best.
Matt Christie has provided an excellent guide to debate about debate over Theory's Empire.
“Our boys and girls.” This is a near-universal locution in popular discourse from left to right; the U.S.’s volunteer, professional army is constituted of boys and girls, in some sense “our” sons and daughters, even mine though I have no children and am young enough to fight. I have no interest in how the right employs this image. Everyone knows that they’re about family, patriarchy and filial duty—of course they see the army as their children, obligated to die for them and due only the obeisance of dull hackneyed tributes.
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