Showing posts with label Crockermania. Show all posts
Showing posts with label Crockermania. Show all posts

Wednesday, April 16, 2008

Dick Cavett dissects Petraeus/Crocker

Everything is a wandering journey when it comes to the Internet, and by wandering over to Col. Patrick Lang's site, I come to find out that Dick Cavett blogs for the New York Times. His intellect is so very welcome right now, and maybe he's not irritated that Larry King, Jay Leno, Chris Matthews and Oprah are all still on TV while he is not, but I'm irritated at that and I don't mind telling you.

No crook ever gets out of the car. A “perpetrator exits the vehicle.” (Does any cop say to his wife at dinner, “Honey, I stubbed my toe today as I exited our vehicle”?) No “man” or “woman” is present in Copspeak. They are replaced by that five-syllable, leaden ingot, the “individual.” The other day, there issued from a fire chief’s mouth, “It contributed to the obfuscation of what eventually eventuated.” This from a guy who looked like he talked, in real life, like Rocky Balboa. And there’s nothing wrong with that.

Who imposes this phony, academic-sounding verbal junk on brave and hard-working men and women who don’t need the added burden of trying to talk like effete characters from Victorian novels?

And, General, there is no excuse anywhere on earth for a stillborn monster like “ethnosectarian conflict,” as Jon Stewart so hilariously pointed out.

What would the general be forced to say if it weren’t for the icky, precious-sounding “challenge” that he leans so heavily on? That politically correct term, which was created so that folks who are legally blind, deaf, clumsy, crippled, impotent, tremor-ridden, stupid, addicted or villainously ugly are really none of those unhappy things at all. They are merely challenged. (Are these euphemisms supposed to make them feel better?) And no one need be unlucky enough to be dead or hideously wounded anymore. Those unfortunates are merely “casualties” — a sort of restful-sounding word.

(I have a friend who would like the opportunity to say to our distinguished warrior, “General Petraeus, my son was killed in one of your challenges.”)

Petraeus uses “challenge” for a rich variety of things. It covers ominous developments, threats, defeats on the battlefield and unfound solutions to ghastly happenings. And of course there’s that biggest of challenges, that slapstick band of silent-movie comics called, flatteringly, the Iraqi “fighting forces.” (A perilous one letter away from “fighting farces.”) The ones who are supposed to allow us to bring troops home but never do.

Petraeus’s verbal road is full of all kinds of bumps and lurches and awkward oddities. How about “ongoing processes of substantial increases in personnel”?

Try talking English, General. You mean more soldiers.


I just spent an hour reading through the more recent posts by Cavett. Got an hour or two? Go spend it there. You could do a lot worse.

Thursday, April 10, 2008

Dana Milbank Punctures the GOP Spin

McCain Media Mancrush Watch

Dana Milbank gives us reason to believe in journalists. We've seen how Senator McCain turned these proceedings into a campaign event that tried to make him appear to be the voice of reason against the supposedly shrill Democrats who did nothing but attack General David Petraeus and Ambassador Ryan Crocker. Milbank expertly deflates the widespread notion that the Petraeus/Crocker hearings were a Democrat-led bashfest, handing back to the media their spin that Republicans like McCain were there to be statesmen.

"The people of the United States have paid an awful price," thundered Rep. Dana Rohrabacher (R-Calif.), a member of the House Foreign Affairs Committee. "It's time for the Iraqis to pay that price for their own protection."

"I still have a hard time seeing the big picture and what constitutes success," complained Rep. Jeff Flake (R-Ariz.). "That's not just one side of the aisle with those kind of concerns. Many on this side of the aisle have that as well."

Rep. Tom Tancredo (R-Colo.) demanded an explanation for President Bush's unmet promise that the Iraqi government would take over security for all provinces. "Of course, that has not happened," Tancredo complained. "I'm just wondering whether, General Petraeus, you have any idea of why he made that statement?"

By the end of the day, the general and his sidekick, Ambassador to Iraq Ryan Crocker, had become accomplished in the art of gulping.


Gee, it sounds like a few Republicans decided to wear their oversight and compliance hats again.

The rest of the media would have you believe it was all Democrats, attacking a patriotic hero who was winning the war all by himself with his Iron Maiden-loving sidekick, Ambassador Crocker, he of the Crocker-mania that springs up every time he gets caught having to answer a question about whether or not the al Qaeda in Pakistan is more bad-assed than the one in Iraq.

Yes, THAT Iron Maiden. The one your teenage son worshipped in 1986.

Anyway, Milbank shows us how it's done. And if you click the link, you'll see that the DC Madam is having a pretty bad week. It seems like her working girls aren't going to roll over and try to claim they were being paid $300 an hour to "act."