Every once in a while, I go to the National Review website, because… I don’t know why. I just do. I find it interesting how far the conservatives of today have strayed from the cuddly nuclear-war-mongers of the Ronald Reagan era. What a joy it is, for instance, to know that ones enemies are promulgating such shitbag antilogic as is Thomas Sowell in this article:
To find anything comparable to crowds’ euphoric reactions to Obama, you would have to go back to old newsreels of German crowds in the 1930s, with their adulation of their fuehrer, Adolf Hitler. With hindsight, we can look back on those people with pity, knowing now how many of them would be led to their deaths by the man they idolized.
This from a man who, says his Wikipedia article, “considers himself more libertarian than conservative.”
The founder of the National Review was William F. Buckley — and Gore Vidal said it best about Bill. But oh, how I’d love to have a fuckhole like Buckley on the national scene instead of the turds we’ve got now.