Bigotry is Depressing

It's been a depressing day, today, cruising the various blogs and reading the voluminous quantities of anti-American (and anti-Australian) vitriol spewing from the leftist psychopaths. So blinded by hate, so absolutely twisted by venom are this lot, that even our combined effort in Asia is being touted as simply more of our evil, only in a slightly different bottle.

Numerous comments countered, but these people just love hating so much, it was a useless task. I suspect the thing I find most depressing, however, is the almost universal lack of anything even approaching self-awareness, self-analysis. They are simply right in their hate and their hate-talk. Black is white, and good is bad, and it's as simple as that. 'Tolerant' and 'caring', they would all describe themselves as being, while oozing enough bile and puss to strangle a whale, not to mention demonstrating a type of one-eyed bigotry I've not encountered anywhere else in my life. And they have the gall to call anyone else, anywhere else, a 'fascist'? It would be a joke if it weren't so deeply sick, and these people so deeply disturbed.

But every now and again, someone does seem to see, if only for a moment. Here is a moment. I found it today:


Today, during an afternoon conference that wrapped up my project of the last 18 months, one of my Euro colleagues tossed this little turd out to no one in particular:

"See, this is why George Bush is so dumb, there's a disaster in the world and he sends an Aircraft Carrier..." After which he and many of my Euro colleagues laughed out loud. And then they looked at me. I wasn't laughing, and neither was my Hindi friend sitting next to me, who has lost family in the disaster. I'm afraid I was "unprofessional", I let it loose:

"Hmmm, let's see, what would be the ideal ship to send to a disaster, now what kind of ship would we want? Something with its own inexhaustible power supply? Something that can produce 900,000 gallons of fresh water a day from sea water? Something with its own airfield, so that after producing the fresh water, it could help distribute it? Something with 4 hospitals and lots of open space for emergency supplies? Something with a global communications facility to make the coordination of disaster relief in the region easier?

Well "Franz", us peasants in America call that kind of ship an "Aircraft Carrier". We have 12 of them. How many do you have? Oh that's right, NONE. Lucky for you and the rest of the world, we are the kind of people who share. Even with people we don't like. In fact, if memory serves, once upon a time we peasants spent a ton of money and lives rescuing people who we had once tried to kill and who tried to kill us.

Do you know who those people were? That's right, Franz, Europeans.

There is a French Aircraft carrier? Where is it? Right where it belongs! In France of course! Oh why should the French Navy dirty their uniforms helping people on the other side of the globe. How Simplesse...

The day an American has to move a European out of the way to help in some part of the world it will be a great day in the world, you sniggering little fucknob..."

The room fell silent. My Hindi friend then said quietly to the Euros:

"Can you let your hatred of George Bush end for just one minute? There are people dying! And what are your countries doing? Amazon.com has helped more thanFrance has. You all have a role to play in the world, why can't you see that?Thank God for the US Navy, they don't have to come and help, but they are. They helped you once and you should all thank God they did. They didn't have to, and no one but them would have done so. I'm ashamed of you all..."

He left the room, shaking and in tears. The frustration of being on the other side of the globe, unable to do anything to assist and faced with people who could not set aside their asininity long enough to reach out and help was too much for him to bear. I just shook my head and left. The Euros stood speechless.

Later in the breakroom, one of the laughing Euros caught me and extended his hand in an apology. I asked him where he was from, he said "a town outside of Berlin". He is a young man, in his early 20's.

I asked him if he knew of a man named Gail Halvorsen.

He said no.

I said "that's a shame" and walked away to find my Hindi friend.
Go look up Gail Halvorsen.

Yet another evil American fascist doing his best to help people he didn't know, another world away.

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