How did the Left sink so low that they are reliant upon musicians to campaign for a presidential candidate? Rock stars, movie stars. Minor celebrities. The left's most reliable sources for information about the next President of the United States. In a world where terrorists are planning to bomb American cities, kill Americans of all ages simply because we are Americans, where our troops are risking daily the life they love at home, their children, their wives, their husbands, their homes, the media beams in pride about long forgotten, half remembered celebrities to prop up a dead cause.
It is dead. Whatever that political momentum embraced by the Left, whether Communism or Marxism, Socialism or Internationalist, is passe, provably, demonstrably, unworkable. Whether in Cuba or the Soviet Union, Cambodia under Pol Pot, Uganda under Idi Amin, Zimbabwe under Mugabe, the collective history of the European Intellectual elite "Isms" tells us that they mainly appeal to madmen.
The New York Times fondly calls Arafat a Romantic Revolutionary. It was an obituary of sorts written by a newspaper who won't acknowledge the death of 20 million in Soviet Russia under Stalin, fearful they would have to give back a Pulitzer prize. And THAT ought to tell you how collusive the media and the Left are and why, despite the lack of popular support for their idiotisms, they continue in the world.
It's why they are desperate to control American courts because they can't pass laws to achieve their goals. The goal is no longer Communism, Marxism, Socialism, it's the Power Madness you used to read in a Matt Helm book, the caricatures found in books by Ian Fleming. Which is why movie stars living in insular worlds with no touch with reality are reading all the wrong scripts for their information and why rock stars are listening to all the wrong music. Reality is Iraq. The song for the Left was written a while ago.
Is that all there is, is that all there is
If that's all there is my friends, then let's keep dancing
Let's break out the booze and have a ball
If that's all there is
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