Patriot Post, Post Patriot

Today, at least 55,805,197 Americans are concerned for the future of our nation’s great tradition of liberty. Some 63,007,791 Americans have been lulled, under the aegis of “hope and change,” into a state of what is best described as “cult worship” and all its attendant deception.

One of our editors, a Marine now working in the private sector, summed up our circumstances with this situation report. It aptly captured the sentiments around our office: “It’s been tough, fellow Patriots; tough to stomach the idea that more than half of my fellow citizens who vote, have booted a genuine American hero to the curb for a rudderless charlatan. What a sad indictment on our citizenry that some are so eager to overlook his myriad flaws — his radical roots, his extreme liberalism, his utter lack of experience or achievement. Barack Obama is the antithesis of King’s dream: He’s a man judged by the color of his skin rather than the content of his character. If it’s God’s will that Barack Obama is our next president, then so be it. We Patriots will pick ourselves up, dust ourselves off, and wade back to the war front, intent on liberty or death.”

This battle is lost, but the war is not. Let’s roll.

Mark Alexander, Publisher, “The Patriot Post.”

Especially in recent weeks I’ve felt like I am constantly arguing with my relatives about politics. That’s not really the right word, though, because they seem to be caught up in a kind of horror story narrative that has little to do with politics as I understand it. I’m sure this comes from right-wing radio and from newsletters and blogs like the Patriot Post.

It’s a strange but seemingly effective strategy. Turn everything upside down and then repeat it over and over again until it starts to sounds true. Senator Obama did everything right by all of the old standards. He worked hard, got good grades, contributed to his community; by all accounts he’s a great dad and husband. He’s a poster child for traditional values.

Yet listen to the Patriot Post: “Obama is the antithesis of King’s dream: He’s a man judged by the color of his skin rather than the content of his character.” There’s a kind of doubled cowardice here. First, is the way the writer puts these words into a no-doubt fictional Marine. Just as importantly, is the bad faith of the poor looser: if my team didn’t win, it’s becuase your team cheated.

About Ray Watkins

I was born in Baton Rouge, Louisiana, at Our Lady of the Lake Hospital. I grew up in Houston, as a part of what we only half-jokingly call the Cajun Diaspora. At a certain point during the Regan administration, I had to leave, so I served in the Peace Corps, Philippines, from 1987-89. I didn't want to return to the United States just yet, so I moved to Paris, France, where I lived for three years or so. I then moved back to Austin, Texas, where I had received my Masters Degree, and (eventually) began a Ph.D., which I completed in 1999. I spent a year at Temple University and then accepted a position at Eastern Illinois University where I worked until May of 2006. I now work exclusively on line (although that may change) for Johns Hopkins, the Art Institute Online, and I can be reached most easily via email: raywatkins [that 'at' symbol]

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