Hide — there’s an armed teenager on the loose
By Michael Walsh
Enough with all the chest-thumping,
mingled with manly tears, about the dramatic end of the Marathon bombers’ reign
of terror in Boston last week. From the press coverage, you’d think the entire
city (which is actually rather small) rose up as one and smote two evil Chechens a stunning blow for truth,
justice, liberty and the American Way. Nothing could be further from the truth.
What we saw instead was a city cowering
in fear, led by two particularly pusillanimous toads in Gov. Deval Patrick and
Mayor Mumbles Menino, who had the services of some 10,000 armed personnel —
literally, a small army — to take down… wait for it… a wounded teenager with a
gun, and maybe some self-detonating explosives.
Way to go, Boston. You’ve made all of us
proud to be Americans.
Now, of course, the liberal East Coast
media is getting all mushy about the Brothers Tsarnaev. I’m not even going to
bother to cite some of the more egregious examples from the New York Times and elsewhere,
part of the MSM’s ongoing bout of Stockholm Syndrome when it comes to dealing
with Islam and its discontents. John Hinderaker of Power Line has a nice roundup of the usual-suspect idiocy.
But don’t you wish, just once, an
American public official would react like a man? A man, say, like this guy, who said this about the Chechens
after they attacked a school back in 2004. WARNING: offensive, ethnically
biased stereotyping ahead:
You
find it possible to set some limitations in your dealings with these bastards,
so why should we talk to people who are child killers?
“No
one has a moral right to tell us to talk to child killers,” he added.
“Correct
me if I’m wrong, but Margaret Thatcher, whom I’ve met more than once said: ‘A
man who comes out into the street to kill other people must himself be killed’.
Now, that’s some real straight talk about
murdering,
child-killing bastards. In case you’ve forgotten Beslan, here’s a
brief taste of the hell the Muslim Chechens visited upon little kids on the
first day of school:
Note
that, when the Russian military finally stormed the school, they were accompanied
by armed residents of the village, desperate to save their children. In typical
ham-handed Russian fashion, the former Soviets managed to kill almost as many
people as they saved — but the point is they fought
back. They didn’t “shelter in place” (what an odious, bloodless
phrase for enforced institutional cowardice), hiding behind locked doors; they
got up, got their guns, and finally did something to rid themselves of the
aliens in their midst. For they knew — with the example of the Moscow theater crisis
fresh in everybody’s minds — that there was no way this atrocity could
end any way but bloodily. They wanted to get their licks in, and die like men
instead of dumb beasts waiting for the slaughter.
Wendy
Kaminer, writing in The Atlantic, finally twigged to
the shame of Boston:
Some
of the stories we tell about ourselves in the aftermath of terror are true.
Many people react reflexively with bravery and compassion, rushing toward an
attack to aid its victims. Many open their homes to strangers.
Some
of the stories we tell are naive: “This is a progressive town, the People’s
Republic,” a Cambridge high school teacher remarked. “How could this be in our
midst?” he wondered, as if diversity were a cure for all evil.
Some
of the stories we tell are bravado. When people praise Boston’s proverbial
toughness, I shrug. Boston is home to over 600,000 individuals; some are
resilient and others are not. Bravado has its virtues though, in times of grief
and terror. It’s self-medicating. Maybe acting tough can help you feel tough.
Maybe you can approximate the person you wish yourself to be.
But
not all our bravado is helpful or harmless. Some of the stories we tell about
the nation are delusions that cloak weaknesses and wrongs, which fester
unacknowledged…
Those on the left won’t like this. But
those on the reflexive right won’t want to acknowledge this bit, either:
We’ve
been surrendering liberty in the hope of keeping ourselves safe for the past
decade. The marathon bombings will hasten our surrender of freedom from the
watchful eye of law enforcement. The Boston
Globe is already clamoring for additional surveillance cameras,
which are sure to be installed to the applause of a great many Bostonians. You
can rationalize increased surveillance as a necessary or reasonable intrusion
on liberty, but you can’t deny its intrusiveness, or inevitable abuses.
But that’s what happens when, in the wake
of Sept. 11, the country hands its fate over to a massive, bureaucratic
surveillance state (and one that’s not terribly good at it, either) — a land of
CCTV cameras and stop-and-frisk and the NSA’s Black Widow and
God alone knows what else. That’s what happens when a majority of the sitting
U.S. senators vote to infringe on our Second Amendment rights, notwithstanding
the constitutional proscription against it. That’s what happens when weepy
public officials stand on the bodies of the murdered children of Newtown and
call for punishing the very people who not only didn’t do it, but might have
helped stop it.
A gun-free zone — except
for Adam Lanza
Had enough yet? Enough of whingeing and
whining and cowering and appeasing? Enough of Blaming America First? Enough of
wondering Why They Hate Us?
It used be said that it was better to die
on your feet than live on your knees. The atheist Left has turned that formula
upside down, preferring to submit than fight. How they must loathe themselves.
Too bad they’re trying to take the rest of us with them.
So congratulations, Boston. In a state
with some of the “toughest” gun laws in the country – and by “toughest” I
mean unconstitutionally restrictive — a legislature completely controlled by
Democrats and a congressional delegation that includes a grand total of zero Republicans, it was somehow not
surprising that the Chechens chose one of the few places in the United States
where a) the people could not and would not fight back and b) the media would
find them sympathetic. Heck, even the UN agrees with me… sort of.
I’ve long said that the relationship
between the American Left and Islam is that of masochist and sadist; the
perfect Suicide Cult meets the Death Cult of its dreams. No wonder they got
along so well together, right up to the moment when they didn’t.
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