Well the crack of the bat took on an unusual timbre at this morning’s congressional softball practice. It was there that a typically psychopathic prog named James T. Hodgkinson from Belleville, Illinois, specifically sought out republican targets and commenced to firing an equivalent number of rounds as were expended at the Battle of Verdun. The vast majority of these inconvenienced nothing but mosquitos, though by sheer weight of statistical probability a congressman, his aid, and two capitol police were struck–as of this writing none fatally.
Of course the scope of media reporting for such events is determined strictly by where assailant and victim fall in the who/whom continuum. Thus once no Casualties of Color were identified, decorum demands no more national coverage than if the shooting were merely a black daycare worker torturing a white baby to death.
But Drudge rolled out the bold red fonts and congressmen tend to draw particular attention when they’re trailing 15 foot blood streaks. Thus before the Bezos blog could bury it on page 28, America was looking at the doughy face of a Bernie Sanders zealot with a history of flamboyant Internet fanaticism.
In reading about this wind-up white tin soldier a couple of thoughts percolated to the surface.
The mainstream right maintains a posture of perpetual retreat for several reasons. Primary among those is its pathetic framing. The right typically explains its differences with the left most strenuously as logic vs. foolishness; sometimes academically as matters of values or constitutional interpretation; or, most insipid of all, mere disagreement between equally valid viewpoints. In contrast, the left always frames its positions in the starkest terms possible: saintly benevolence against the most diabolical evil.
One of these approaches holds an enormous advantage over the other in appealing to the human psyche. Avuncular reasoning makes the few men prone to contemplation scratch their chins. While high-pitched emotional rhetoric makes masses scream in the streets–this being an action that invariably buckles the knees of those aforementioned contemplative men.
So when the right says “how about you let me speak?” and the left screams “Satan!” you shouldn’t be entirely surprised to find yourself alone and surrounded in an Evergreen College writ very large. And if republicans are evil personified, what might a righteous liberal crackpot become inclined to do? Attend early morning softball practices is one answer.
While you would imagine the attempted murder of congressmen by their frenzied acolytes would ricochet painfully on those who do the thinking for the left, that would presume the right has learned anything about framing issues since this morning. And that’s an ambitious presumption. The proper framing would be to turn the militant left (antifa, BLM, Soros, and the SPLC) into Dylan Roof. Republicans should be demanding disavowal and defunding of all of Hodgkinson’s philosophical latrines. He was a huge fan of Rachel Madow, so that show should be pulled from the air. That’s just one example.
In addition, the Russia hacking contrivance should be purged from the congressional agenda, and hearings should open into all of the inspiration outlets and funding sources of left-wing violence. This is an ideal opportunity for Congress to address the Bolshevik regimes on publicly-funded campuses.
But those things likely won’t happen. What probably will is idiotic calls for unity, which frames the left as a partner against today’s violence, rather than its instigator. Do you imagine liberals would call for unity in a reverse scenario? If not, then the secret of their persistent victories is probably within your grasp.
Not only will the right castrate itself with hopes for the pretense of harmony, but the left can be counted on to actually turn a sidewalk profit from today’s public relations lemon. Watch liberals use the event to call for more gun control in an ongoing effort to disarm the very people their own drone set about perforating. Now that’s chutzpah. And Schumer suffers no genetic deficiency of it.
Irony rides a pale horse
The modern left has metastasized into a thoroughly tribal endeavor. More specifically, it is a syndicate of tribes temporarily aligned in opposition to the one group it exists to disembowel. Every liberal position, and their myriad unprincipled exceptions, are made clear through this premise. Thus it must be no small source of amusement to watch an old white man sacrifice his life in trying to take others for a cause that overtly despises him.
James T. Hodgkinson, and liberals equally deluded, will not be martyrs to the left, but rather its refuse. Perhaps he imagined becoming a celebrity killer like Mumia Abu Jamal. If so, he understood even less about his movement than he did about rifle marksmanship. To them, Hodgkinson could be useful but he could never be a hero.
Frankly, from the Red Terror to the Holodomor to the Great Leap Forward, Killing Fields, Venezuela, and a terrorized and colonized Europe, the world could probably tolerate a lengthy respite from left-wing heroism.