The voice. The music. The style. The class.
There is none higher.
It's schadenfreud all over again since Wellstone treated innocent human life as non-persons. He ignored the humanity of the unborn and hastened their status as non-entities with his nuumerous pro-abortion votes.
Sorry, but I can't drum up the necessary sympathy over his demise..........and apparently neither could those who attended his "memorial."
"What the hell," shrugged Frank, "he was an annoying little fag, but I liked the guy."Indeed. There's nothing quite like an honest tribute.
But there was room for the Big bopper, Buddy Holly and Ritchie Valens.
Wellstone has ceased to exist. And what's taken his place...is just a bloody shroud to rouse the faithful and bully the rest.
Even now, Jesse is working on rhymes for Hmong, and Ted Kennedy is practising denouncing Republican hate-Hmongers without sounding like he's hiccuping.
It says something that, of the two Senate Democrats not to make it to election day, there was more honesty in the ghastly emotional masturbation of sleazy Bob Torricelli's resignation speech than in Paul Wellstone's "memorial" "service."
Steyn bump. Man, if he's ever had an off-day, I missed it...
Who cares about their ages or names? These are Democrats. What was their race and sexual orientation?
Truly the scariest thing about the "event" was the reich-mindedness of the crowd. Was there no Democrat squirming in his seat at what he was witnessing? Was there no Democrat appalled at the vicious, hateful drumbeat playing at the podium? Apparently not. After Clinton et al, Election 2000, the NJ debacle, and now the funeral-rally, I honestly believe there is no soul, shame, or decency left in someone who can still label himself a Democrat.
It's a minor point, but Bias never played in the NBA. He died while celebrating his selection as the #2 pick in the NBA draft by the Boston Celtics.
I wish I had thought of that line.
BWAHAHAHAHAHAHAHA!!!!!
What a great line! I have been trying to put that into words for days but couldn't quite express it. This guy nailed it.
Steyn has so many inspired lines in this piece, one hardly knows where to begin or end praise.
This line for me perfectly captured the essence of the Wellstone Funeral/Nuremberg Rally (which is in itself a bitter irony). When the Personal is the Political, all manner of evil is possible.
When my father died, I (as a not very observant Jew), sat shiva and huddled quietly with my family and friends. The Wellstone crowd instead, chose to re-enact Triumph of the Will.
I know my Dad was no Senator, but he had, truly, thousands of friends and acquaintances, and they honored his memory the way most people do: reverently and respectfully. At the Wellstone Rally, you could almost hear the Horst Wessel song playing on the PA system.
The voice. The music. The style. The class.
There is none higher.