Tuesday, May 26, 2009
Kill the Messenger... Literally
Conservative military writer and raving psychopath Ralph Peters really turns on the charm in the latest issue of the Journal of International Security Affairs. He suggests taking a, shall we say, "hardline" approach to dealing with journalists who don't immediately dig out the red-white-and-blue short skirts and pom-poms every time this country goes to war.
"Rejecting the god of their fathers, the neo-pagans who dominate the media serve as lackeys at the terrorists' bloody altar.
Pretending to be impartial, the self-segregating personalities drawn to media careers overwhelmingly take a side, and that side is rarely ours. Although it seems unthinkable now, future wars may require censorship, news blackouts and, ultimately, military attacks on the partisan media. Perceiving themselves as superior beings, journalists have positioned themselves as protected-species combatants. But freedom of the press stops when its abuse kills our soldiers and strengthens our enemies. Such a view arouses disdain today, but a media establishment that has forgotten any sense of sober patriotism may find that it has become tomorrow's conventional wisdom.
The point of all this is simple: Win. In warfare, nothing else matters... Our victories are ultimately in humanity's interests, while our failures nourish monsters."
The good news is that, as was previously mentioned today, most members of the media are so damn drunk that they'll make for really tough targets if it ever comes to that; I'm not sure even the military's most technologically advanced guided weaponry could hit Christopher Hitchens after a fifth of Macallan 25.
Still, every time I think the right has pushed the envelope of outrageous stupidity to the breaking point, they manage to find hidden reserves of fucking insane.