Kevin Williamson pulls no punches — thank The Good Lord — about the State Of The Union Address which reeks of a flatulent alien-despotism.
It is, truly, a must-read and here are two highlights:
The annual State of the Union pageant is a hideous, dispiriting, ugly, monotonous, un-American, un-republican, anti-democratic, dreary, backward, monarchical, retch-inducing, depressing, shameful, crypto-imperial display of official self-aggrandizement and piteous toadying, a black Mass during which every unholy order of teacup totalitarian and cringing courtier gathers under the towering dome of a faux-Roman temple to listen to a speech with no content given by a man with no content, to rise and to be seated as is called for by the order of worship — it is a wonder they have not started genuflecting — with one wretched representative of their number squirreled away in some well-upholstered Washington hidey-hole in order to preserve the illusion that those gathered constitute a special class of humanity without whom we could not live.
It’s the most nauseating display in American public life….
And…
The State of the Union is only one example of the deepening, terrifying cult of the state that has taken root here. Many heads of state — and some royals, for that matter — fly on commercial aircraft. Presidents of the Swiss federation and members of the federal council receive . . . an unlimited train pass. They have occasional access to a Cessna maintained by the air force, but are known to use mass transit — just like the people they are elected to represent. An American president stages a Roman triumph every time he heads out for a round of golf. The president’s household costs well more than $1 billion annually to operate. The president’s visage is more ubiquitous than was Vladimir Lenin’s in his prime, his reach Alexandrian, his sense of immortality (they call it “legacy”) pharaonic. Washington has become a deeply weird and alien place, a Renaissance court with armored sedans and hundred-million-dollar paydays.
It’s expensive maintaining an imperial class, but money isn’t really the object here, and neither is the current occupant of the White House, unlikeable as he is. Whether it’s Barack Obama or some subsequent pathological megalomaniac, Republican or Democrat, the increasingly ceremonial and quasi-religious aspect of the presidency is unseemly. It is profane. It is unbecoming of us as a people, and it has transformed the presidency into an office that can be truly attractive only to men who are unfit to hold it.
George Washington showed the world that men do not need a king. We, his heirs, have allowed the coronation of something much worse.
Sometimes — just for a brief and fleeting moment — I long for the return of the rule of George III and his Parliament.
It is a sickening spectacle and every American who dares call themselves ‘republican’ had better become nauseous at the slightest thought of it or else they don’t deserve to use descriptor.
One is tempted, when contemplating what the Tyrant in The White House will say in the Address, to quote Shakespeare: ‘It is a tale told by an idiot / Full of sound and fury / Signifying nothing’, but the last bit is, sadly, not true.
What he says will have much significance.
Obama will mean it: he will rule by decree and he will seek to impose Egalitarianism on us.
As Jeff Goldstein wrote earlier today:
…without some restructuring at the state level that kneecaps the federal government and overruns the bureaucracies that Obama is using for his socialist coup (sorry, Mark [Levin]. But this here Visigoth has been calling what we’re undergoing a coup every bit as long as you have, if not longer, so please don’t accuse me of stealing your formulations)[Bob: I have, as well, since 2009], we are finished as a nation, and the only recourse is to either become subsumed into a new iteration of the United States or find some other recourse through which those of us who won’t go quietly don’t go quietly.
In the upside down country we now live in, where the abnormal is considered normal, where Life is viewed through a funhouse mirror, it is we, the dying breed known as True Americans, who are called ‘terrorists’ and ‘barbarians’ and who are considered to be full of criminal intent.
We are OUTLAWS.
And we should act accordingly.
