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Ph'nglui mglw'nafh Cthulhu R'lyeh wagn'nagl fhtagn ("In his house at R'lyeh dead Cthulhu waits dreaming."). --HP Lovecraft, The Call of Cthulhu

The stars hath turned in the heavens once more: Mighty Cthulhu stirs. His dreams reacheth forth, communing with those with ears to hear. Iä! Shub-Niggurath! His thoughts trample down along the pathways of thy mind; thou knowest His footprints, each of which is a wound...

Monday, September 27, 2004

When Cultures Collide

Blecchhh!!! That's the sound of me responding to the horrid taste in my mouth after lurking around The Center for Cultural Conservatism. Don't bother looking for yourself: It's every bit as icky as it sounds.

So imagine my surprise when I stumbled across an article written by that site's Director, posted on Soldiers for the Truth. Now one doesn't normally run into much Repug mendacity on SFTT, but it happens occasionally, so I usually read the articles by first scrolling down to the bottom and checking the source.

For some reason, though, I read "Destroying The National Guard", and came across the following:

The unit knew it would soon be shipped to the front. Some soldiers responded by deserting. Others got drunk and fought. In response, officers locked the unit in its barracks, allowing the troops out only to drill, not even to smoke a cigarette, until it could be put on the transport that would take it into combat.

It sounds as if I am describing some third echelon Soviet infantry regiment in, say, 1942. In fact, I am talking about the 1st Battalion of the 178th Field Artillery Regiment, South Carolina Army National Guard, in September 2004....One shudders to think what will happen once it gets there and finds itself under daily attack from skilled enemies it cannot identify.


What the...? That sounded surprisingly frank, coming from someone who prolly thinks I should be interned (if not deported) because of my tattoos. Hmmm, so what else does he say?

Cabinet wars, as they used to be called, are something altogether different. As Frederick the Great said, cabinet wars must be waged in such a manner that the people do not know they are going on.

But National Guardsmen are the people. To send them into a cabinet war is to misuse them in a way that will destroy them. Even in the American Revolution, militiamen were seldom asked to fight outside their own state. When they were, they usually responded by deserting.


Damn, that sounded rather well-informed. Any more compassion for The Guard in there?

For many Guardsmen, deployment to Iraq means economic ruin. They have mortgage payments, car payments, credit card debt, all calculated on their civilian salaries. Suddenly, for a year or more, their pay drops to that of a private. The families they leave behind face the loss of everything they have. What militia wouldn’t desert in that situation?


Well, what the hell?! Since when does Great Cthulhu actually see eye-to-tentacle with an arch-conservative? Hmmph. Looks like Emperor Chimpy™ finally managed to unite someone on something after all:

The fact of the matter is that Versailles on the Potomac does not care about the rest of the country in any respect, so long as the tax dollars keep coming in. My old friend King Louis XVI might be able to tell Rumsfeld & Co. where that road eventually ends up.


Uh, for the record, it ends up here:



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