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I keep asking myself why, in spite of the encouraging reports
out of Iraq, people such as Rep. Murtha want us to beat a hasty
retreat, making the same sort of shameful exit we made out of
Southeast Asia three decades ago, leaving our allies to the less
than tender mercies of Pol Pot and the North Vietnamese.
Why do these people seem to salivate every time an American
soldier is killed doing his duty, as if hoping that when some
magical number – 2,500? 3,000? – is reached, the American people
will rise up and insist that we pull out, thus guaranteeing that
not only will the terrorists win, but ensuring that our young
warriors will have died in vain?
It can only be that they hate the president more than they
love liberty, hate Bush more than they hate the Islamic
butchers. Why else would they insist that on a specific date we
wave the white flag, turn tail, and run?
To me, the miracle is that even after a war has been waged
and after all these months of terrorist attacks, the total of
fatalities is still less than the number we lost on 9-11. And
whereas we have nothing to show for the loss of those 3,000
lives aside from grief, 25 million Iraqis have been rescued from
a bloody tyrant and have actually held a free election. A pox on
those who insist that our soldiers have been sacrificed for no
good reason. It's the same reason that good people have died at
Bunker Hill and Gettysburg and Iwo Jima.
I happen to live in a town filled with people who speak about
Bush, Cheney, Rumsfeld and Rove, with the same sort of
vituperation that used to be directed at the likes of Hitler,
Goebbels, Goering and Eichmann.
In Hollywood, where liberals rule the roost – and cause sane
people to give thanks that these knuckleheads only make movies,
not national policy – one could get the idea that they would
move heaven and earth to elect a Democrat. But, recently, I
experienced an epiphany. It occurred to me that, for all their
garment-rending when Republicans win elections, after all is
said and done, they are really only actors. And, for all their
carrying on, each of them is merely playing the role of a
concerned citizen.
What happened is that I read that, in preparation to make her
presidential run in 2008, Sen. Clinton left Hollywood, after
being guest of honor at three fund-raising events hosted and
attended by all the usual suspects, with about an extra $750,000
in her war chest.
That may sound like a lot of money just for showing up at a
few parties and having a bunch of smarmy pea-brains tell you
you're every bit as wonderful as you think you are. But for
these people, that's chump change. Assuming there were, say, 300
people at these gigs, it works out to just $2,500-a-head. That's
less than these folks spend on a sofa. Heck, it's less than they
spend on lunch!
But, lest it seem that I'm just picking on well-meaning
amateurs, and mere millionaires at that, let us consider George
Soros. As you may recall, back in 2004, Mr. Soros would start
foaming at the mouth at the mere thought that President Bush
might be re-elected.
How much does George Soros hate George Bush? What price did
he place on driving this evil creature from the Oval Office? I
believe the figure I most often saw bandied about was roughly
$30 million. A tidy sum, I'll acknowledge. But rumor has it that
the man could cash out at about $1.2 billion. Which means
that even after the election, he was a long way from pauperhood
with $1.17 billion left for food, rent and any incidentals that
might arise, such as purchasing Rhode Island.
Now if you had $1.2 billion at your disposal and you
honestly believed that George Bush was really Adolf Hitler
without the Chaplin moustache, wouldn't you think you might be
willing to spend slightly more than 2 percent of your net worth
to send him scurrying back to Crawford?
So the next time you run into any of these dunderheads
carrying on about the fascists running America, tell them it's
all their fault – that if only they weren't such penny-pinching
cheapskates, John Kerry would be president today.
And then thank them and shake their hand.