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The American Dream has run out of gas. The car has stopped. It no longer supplies the world with…

…its images, its dreams, its fantasies. No more. It’s over. It supplies the world with its nightmares now: the Kennedy assassination, Watergate, Vietnam…

Keith Olbermann comments on Hillary Clinton’s commenting on the assassination of Bobby Kennedy, as relating to the current campaign. Seriously. She bought assassination into it. Really. I have watched it again and again, trying to make sense of why she would say this. All I can think is, this woman has gotten desperate and frightening. Why would anyone elect someone like this?

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Political correctness is the natural continuum…

…from the party line. What we are seeing once again is a self-appointed group of vigilantes imposing their views on others. It is a heritage of communism, but they don’t seem to see this.

Personally, I see political correctness as committee madness – a good idea of tolerance and respect completely out of hand, with no humour or sense of proportion.

So, lets throw some of that back in the mix, shall we? And can I just say how much I pine for MST3K to return??? The world has no chance for peace, no happy puppies and kittens, no sunshiny smiles, until it returns. Or something.

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I can believe anything…

…provided it is incredible.

Terry Pratchett writes some of the funniest books ever. The Discworld series is utter genius. One of the things that makes them so brilliant is that they aren’t just incredibly, wittily, ridiculously funny, they are searingly, bitingly observant. I give you an excerpt from Hogfather:

Death: Humans need fantasy to *be* human. To be the place where the falling angel meets the rising ape.

Susan: With tooth fairies? Hogfathers?

Death: Yes. As practice, you have to start out learning to believe the little lies.

Susan: So we can believe the big ones?

Death: Yes. Justice, mercy, duty. That sort of thing.

Susan: They’re not the same at all.

Death: You think so? Then take the universe and grind it down to the finest powder, and sieve it through the finest sieve, and then show me one atom of justice, one molecule of mercy. And yet, you try to act as if there is some ideal order in the world. As if there is some, some rightness in the universe, by which it may be judged.

Susan: But people have got to believe that, or what’s the point?

Death: You need to believe in things that aren’t true. How else can they become?