I try to think pleasant thoughts when I lay down to sleep so last night I thought of what to do with the Swamp Crazies and I thought with regard to the Crazies resident in that portion of the Commonwealth of Pennsylvania between Philadelphia and Pittsburgh, that portion of the Commonwealth denominated by James Carville as "Alabama," I thought of providing..."encouragement," financial inducement perhaps, for their relocation to neighboring West Virginia, where the whiskey is cheap and the sheep are nervous, a swamp that is teeming with Crazies just like them, that is almost heaven to them, in fact, a place where those completing this forced march would only be adding red to red and would not be adding to the IQ, and who would be adding depth both to the blue and to the IQ of Pennsylvania by their removal.
It seemed a win-win situation and was a pleasant dream.
Really smart people besides the undersigned have also trained their mental firepower on the Question of the Crazies and what to do with same apres November 8. Their efforts preceded this here missive along with relevant words from others on similar Questions.
President Obama's former campaign manager:
I should like next to grade Professor Malhotra's paper and I have already, I have given Professor Malhotra an "F" for his answer to the Question of the Crazies. Professor Malhotra proscribes us a seven-part cocktail of curatives when he has made a too imprecise diagnosis. Professor Malhotra's quantitative terminology, "decisive," "historic proportions," has a too squishy quality. "Shit in, shit out" as the computer terminology has it and the result is the Mother of All Traffic Jams on Professor Malhotra's "exit ramp." Even if it's one of those Exit 1A, 1B...1G abortions you see in New Jersey or Los Angeles, even if there are seven exit ramps seven exit ramps cannot accommodate 50,000,000+ cars. You know? Professor Malhotra offers a retail prescription for a wholesale diagnosis.
I also single out for particular censure this sentence by Professor Malhotra:
It is the only outcome that will allow Americans of tomorrow to peer into the reflecting pool of history and say “that is not who we are.”
1. A "decisive," "historic" bitch-slap that leaves 50,000,000+ bitches unslapped does not permit the "Americans of tomorrow" to assert: "that is not who we are." It is too who we are. 50,000,000+ is too big a number.
2. Professor Malhotra is not "thinking outside the box" when he asserts that "the only outcome" is "to peer into the reflecting pool of history." Why do we have to peer into the reflecting pool of history?
Professor Noah Feldman says we don't. And that earns Professor Feldman an "A." Professor Feldman gets an "A" for really thinking outside the box and advising us to forget it even happened.
That sounds unsatisfying, doesn't it? Yes, it does. It sounds like "cheating," doesn't it? Yes. It is an insult to George Santayana, no? So what?
Forgetting is what Chinese do. All the fucking time, too! Americans sometimes deliberately forget: "History is bunk," Henry Ford, the great American philosopher, said. It is what the executioner of the Lincoln assassination conspirators had in mind when he said, "We shall utter their names no more."
Rigid, deliberate forgetting can create an alternative reality. "Was is not real?" was a question surviving American Civil War enemies asked themselves at their surreal reunions. Like, "Did we really fight a war against each other? Did I really try to kill you, you who I am now shaking hands with, who is now embracing me as I reenact my run across the Wheatfield when I tried to kill you and you me?"
We Americans are prone to bursts of insanity. We can't help it, we were born crazy. The American Revolution was a burst of insanity whose causes existed only in the alternative reality inside the Founding Fathers' heads.
Mr. Lincoln with his GED writes gooder than the referenced scholars There is some of Lincoln in Feldman, the emphasis on "oneness": "Both parties deprecated war, but one of them would make war rather than let the nation survive, and the other would accept war rather than let it perish..."; "Neither anticipated..."; "Each looked for an easier triumph..."; "Both read the same Bible and pray to the same God, and each invokes His aid..."
Mr. Lincoln pyramids his argument beautifully and climaxes with this money-shot:
"He gives to both North and South this terrible war as the woe due to those by whom the offense came..."
It is both the North's and the South's fault, slavery; God inflicted the Civil War on both as "due to those by whom the offense came." By analogy, God's Party of Righteous Angels in Blue and the Party of Doom are responsible for Donald J. Clownstick.
It's an argument.
Be that as it might Mr. Lincoln finishes on a positively Plouffe-ian, Harris-ian note:
"Yet, if God wills that it continue until all the wealth piled by the bondsman's two hundred and fifty years of unrequited toil shall be sunk, and until every drop of blood drawn with the lash shall be paid by another drawn with the sword, as was said three thousand years ago, so still it must be said "the judgements of the Lord are true and righteous altogether."
It seemed a win-win situation and was a pleasant dream.
Really smart people besides the undersigned have also trained their mental firepower on the Question of the Crazies and what to do with same apres November 8. Their efforts preceded this here missive along with relevant words from others on similar Questions.
President Obama's former campaign manager:
It is not enough to simply beat Trump. He must be destroyed thoroughly. His kind must not rise again.
As I wrote on August 3 I agree so thoroughly with Mr. Plouffe that I wish to have his children. However as I also noted Mr. Plouffe does not answer in that excellent, truly excellent tweet, the sine qua non Question of the Crazies. I inferred that "Trump must be destroyed," like the excellent "South Carolina must be destroyed" meant that Mr. Plouffe's answer to the Question of the Crazies was that "The Crazies must be destroyed," there being no reason to destroy South Carolina if not also the Crazies that began secession, there being more reason to destroy Trump alone, I acknowledge, but I do not know how we get to the excellent "His kind must not rise again" if we do not permanently (politically) disable the shoulders of those, i.e. the Crazies, upon which Trump arose in the first place. I must give Mr. Plouffe a grade of "incomplete" on his 140 characters or less essay answering the Question of the Crazies and give him leave to append to his original excellent answer.I should like next to grade Professor Malhotra's paper and I have already, I have given Professor Malhotra an "F" for his answer to the Question of the Crazies. Professor Malhotra proscribes us a seven-part cocktail of curatives when he has made a too imprecise diagnosis. Professor Malhotra's quantitative terminology, "decisive," "historic proportions," has a too squishy quality. "Shit in, shit out" as the computer terminology has it and the result is the Mother of All Traffic Jams on Professor Malhotra's "exit ramp." Even if it's one of those Exit 1A, 1B...1G abortions you see in New Jersey or Los Angeles, even if there are seven exit ramps seven exit ramps cannot accommodate 50,000,000+ cars. You know? Professor Malhotra offers a retail prescription for a wholesale diagnosis.
I also single out for particular censure this sentence by Professor Malhotra:
It is the only outcome that will allow Americans of tomorrow to peer into the reflecting pool of history and say “that is not who we are.”
1. A "decisive," "historic" bitch-slap that leaves 50,000,000+ bitches unslapped does not permit the "Americans of tomorrow" to assert: "that is not who we are." It is too who we are. 50,000,000+ is too big a number.
2. Professor Malhotra is not "thinking outside the box" when he asserts that "the only outcome" is "to peer into the reflecting pool of history." Why do we have to peer into the reflecting pool of history?
Professor Noah Feldman says we don't. And that earns Professor Feldman an "A." Professor Feldman gets an "A" for really thinking outside the box and advising us to forget it even happened.
That sounds unsatisfying, doesn't it? Yes, it does. It sounds like "cheating," doesn't it? Yes. It is an insult to George Santayana, no? So what?
Forgetting is what Chinese do. All the fucking time, too! Americans sometimes deliberately forget: "History is bunk," Henry Ford, the great American philosopher, said. It is what the executioner of the Lincoln assassination conspirators had in mind when he said, "We shall utter their names no more."
Rigid, deliberate forgetting can create an alternative reality. "Was is not real?" was a question surviving American Civil War enemies asked themselves at their surreal reunions. Like, "Did we really fight a war against each other? Did I really try to kill you, you who I am now shaking hands with, who is now embracing me as I reenact my run across the Wheatfield when I tried to kill you and you me?"
We Americans are prone to bursts of insanity. We can't help it, we were born crazy. The American Revolution was a burst of insanity whose causes existed only in the alternative reality inside the Founding Fathers' heads.
Mr. Lincoln with his GED writes gooder than the referenced scholars There is some of Lincoln in Feldman, the emphasis on "oneness": "Both parties deprecated war, but one of them would make war rather than let the nation survive, and the other would accept war rather than let it perish..."; "Neither anticipated..."; "Each looked for an easier triumph..."; "Both read the same Bible and pray to the same God, and each invokes His aid..."
Mr. Lincoln pyramids his argument beautifully and climaxes with this money-shot:
"He gives to both North and South this terrible war as the woe due to those by whom the offense came..."
It is both the North's and the South's fault, slavery; God inflicted the Civil War on both as "due to those by whom the offense came." By analogy, God's Party of Righteous Angels in Blue and the Party of Doom are responsible for Donald J. Clownstick.
It's an argument.
Be that as it might Mr. Lincoln finishes on a positively Plouffe-ian, Harris-ian note:
"Yet, if God wills that it continue until all the wealth piled by the bondsman's two hundred and fifty years of unrequited toil shall be sunk, and until every drop of blood drawn with the lash shall be paid by another drawn with the sword, as was said three thousand years ago, so still it must be said "the judgements of the Lord are true and righteous altogether."
Oh! "Every drop of blood," I can just see the drip, drip, drip, "shall be paid by another drawn with the sword," Oh! I can just see the slicing and dicing of His terrible swift sword. Sublime. We shall kill you (politically) "with malice toward none, with charity for all."
Death and destruction without malice. Really? Mr. Lincoln gets a B+.
I am in no mood to forget and my Trail of Beers Forced Relocation Death March is still available at popular prices, but it is not realistic, it is not real-real. Professor Malhotra's Exit Ramp is not realistic for the number of commuters between this world and the Outer Limits that we have. My inclinations are with rigid "Never Again-ing" but I don't know how to do that and Mr. Lincoln's excellent essay is a bit contradictory with his no-malice visitation of the Four Horsemen of the Apocalypse cavalry upon the South, and by extension upon the Swamp Crazies.
It would be hard but I think I could do the Feldman forget thing. If you "Give me time."
Mr. Santayana gets an "F" for his tweet. It just t'ain't so.
So those are the alternatives, Ells and Gees. I am going to go with Professor Feldman. I don't see a pragmatic alternative.
I am in no mood to forget and my Trail of Beers Forced Relocation Death March is still available at popular prices, but it is not realistic, it is not real-real. Professor Malhotra's Exit Ramp is not realistic for the number of commuters between this world and the Outer Limits that we have. My inclinations are with rigid "Never Again-ing" but I don't know how to do that and Mr. Lincoln's excellent essay is a bit contradictory with his no-malice visitation of the Four Horsemen of the Apocalypse cavalry upon the South, and by extension upon the Swamp Crazies.
It would be hard but I think I could do the Feldman forget thing. If you "Give me time."
Mr. Santayana gets an "F" for his tweet. It just t'ain't so.
So those are the alternatives, Ells and Gees. I am going to go with Professor Feldman. I don't see a pragmatic alternative.
