Daily Blague

On the one hand, I'm with Édouard, of Sale Bête, when he tells his readers in France that we aren't all nuts: Hilzoy at Obsidian Wings writes (yet another) passionate denunciation of the failure of the rule of law in the United States.

On the other hand, I'm with Tony Judt, writing in the London Review of Books, where, in his manly way, he spits on and kicks around the remnants of American liberalism.

To Mr Judt I say: What took you so long? And why do you lump The New Yorker together with other Bush-appeasing organs, given its publication, just weeks after the "war" began, of Seymour Hersh's TPFDL exposé?

And to Hilzoy (and Édouard) I say: when are you going to suggest the kind of intimate things that I need to be able to say to galvanize the people around me into doing everything imaginable to avoid a civil war in this country? We've already had one civil war, and it was an almost total flop. (When will Black Americans finally come out and say so? - It was that dismal a failure!)

We need a post-Civil Rights party, one that understands that many Black Americans - perhaps a majority - are objectionably conservative about sexual matters. Such is our conundrum at the moment.