Month: January 2007

Ted Haggard’s mega-church follows Jesus’s example.

David Frum breaks with the official line over Maher Arar:

The Arar case should raise some belated red flags over the real value and true purposes of all this Syrian "co-operation."

You think? There’s some conflict between declaring Syria outside the diplomatic pale for negotiations but fine for outsourcing torture? Amazing insights these neocons have.

After his patently unhinged appearance with Wolf Blitzer last week, one wonders how much longer the vice-president’s increasingly bizarre assertions of secrecy and authority will be tolerated in Washington. Check out this post from David Kurtz. Money quote:

The Vice President of the United States refuses to divulge who works in his office. Rozen’s article provides an estimate of 88 persons on the VP’s staff, which I take to mean that the OVP won’t even say how many people are on staff. These are people on the public payroll. Wouldn’t you say the public is entitled to know?

Queens, New York City, 2 pm.

"Don’t take offense personally if I get mad at Congress. It’s important for us to realize we lost, and there are significant reasons that happened, but it isn’t because conservatives were rejected. But it’s because we rejected the conservative philosophy in this country … If the promise of pork and more programs is the way Republicans think they’ll regain the majority, then they’ve got a problem," – Jeb Bush, finally stating the obvious. Maybe he’ll let his brother in on this one of these days, as well.

If the Massachusetts governor only managed this luke-warm review from K-Lo, his speech to the National Review crowd must have gone down like JPod at a Lilith concert. Oh well.

A reader writes:

Whose side am I on? Stephen Colbert had the answer a week or so ago. First, we side with the Shi’ites to wipe out the Sunnis. Then we side with the Kurds to wipe out the Shi’ites. Then we side with the Turks to wipe out the Kurds and we give Iraq to the Amish.

Let’s call it Plan D.

Not my most eloquent moment, I’m afraid, but it seems to have hit a nerve:

Your sentiments today regarding Hillary on the Chris Matthews Show match mine exactly. I’ve actually been considering voting for Hillary over the past few weeks given her hawkish foreign policy positions and her DLC-style fiscally prudent, socially tolerant domestic policy. I would support Rudy and McCain over her given the terror this decade-long GOP voter feels when envisioning complete Democratic control over Washington, but if a charlatan like Mitt Romney or a theocon like Sam Brownback were to win the GOP nomination, Hillary on paper would start to look pretty good.

Then I saw the clip in which she announced her exploratory committee, and you’re absolutely right: the "cooties" came back. In a rush of nostalgic animosity, the visceral distate for Hillary Rodham that I cultivated during the ’90s when coming of age politically as a libertarian-style conservative returned. If anyone could "get the band back together" on the right for just one more election, it’s her. She’d be the greatest gift the Dems could give to a collapsing GOP.

"I personally might believe (believe!) that many religious beliefs are irrational and verge on lunacy — but I can both see their efficacy — their attraction and usefulness — and sense their beauty. One does not have to be a Catholic to stand in awe of the Sistine Chapel ceiling; be Muslim to hear the lure of the soulful cry of the muezzin and sense the power of the mass dance of the faithful in prayer; be Hindu or Jewish to read and enjoy a text that is often chock full of amazing and surprising metaphors and analogies. These dances, music, images, metaphors are, I sense, deep-rooted — they are like the neural propensities for grammatical structures that Chomsky goes on about — and are therefore similarly genetically inheritable. The dance that is religion has evolved within us, to be released and expressed in a thousand different forms, none of which make logical sense, and all of which, if looked at literally, require a large helping of denial. God is in the wiring, bequeathed by the genes," – David Byrne, on his blog.

(Painting: detail from a Boticelli fresco in the Sistine Chapel.)

Norm Geras responds to Leszek Kolakowski.