Whitaker's Current Articles May 22, 2004


May 22, 2004 -- Moral Courage

May 22, 2004 -- Once and for All, Gang, I KNOW the Sky is Blue!

May 22, 2004 -- Viva Tecate!

May 22, 2004 -- Message to the DEAF: WE TOLD YOU SO!!!!!!!!!!!!


Fun Quote:

A human being is the only animal who laughs.

A human being is the only animal who knows he is going to die.

Don't ever let any one tell you, "That is too serious to make jokes about."   Serious situations are exactly what we have a sense of humor for.


                                                              Moral Courage                                                          

The group that calls itself "The Greatest Generation" has completely screwed up what was once the American world view.  If you weren't in the War, they said, you had no right to talk about anything.  Only combat, real combat in the Real War, made a man's life worthwhile.  Physical courage, the kind only the Greatest Generation had, is all that matters.
Meanwhile, back on Planet Earth and in real history, a hundred Medal Honor winners are small potatoes compared to the person who has the MORAL courage to say the right thing at the right time.
Any decent human being visiting Arlington National cemetery is supposed to feel sadness, inspiration, and above Gratitude, Gratitude, and more Gratitude.  He is then supposed to ask himself, "How about some Gratitude for a change?"
So much for a decent human being.  When I worked in Washington and visited the Arlington National Cemetery, my attitude was entirely different.

The veteran's lobby wants us all to feel Gratitude, Gratitude, Gratitude because their job is to get money out of us.  "If you're Grateful, they say, show it by spending more money on veterans."

Meanwhile, the last thing those guys who died in combat need is my Gratitude.

My feeling is this: Most religious people feel that the dead are in Heaven or Hell or Nirvana or have been reborn into another life on this earth with no memory of the old one.   Most non-religious people are convinced that the dead are just plain dead.

But one thing NOBODY believes is that the guys under those crosses at Arlington are worrying about how much Gratitude you are feeling.  But . . . .

I thought, "Every combat veteran who is lying here is here because people who worked exactly where I work today screwed up.  They had to face bullets and high explosive because somebody in my position didn't have the courage to face being embarrassed, to be all alone doing what needed to be done while everybody else squawked about the Great Issue of the Day."
I am right at home today, hitting on what counts while everybody else is frantically e-mailing each other about how Bush lies about Iraq.  That's the story of my career.
The Iraq War is a policy that was determined while all the frantic e-mails were squawking about Clinton's sex scandals and a balanced budget.  The job of a reasonably intelligent, decent person is to prevent the NEXT war.
They didn't prevent this one because they were too busy sending each other frantic e-mails about the Clinton scandals.  They are doing the same thing now.  Meanwhile, I have an real, serious obligation to those who died.
We've all heard the term "The Silent Majority."  That term was coined by Mark Twain in 1868 when he was describing the giant cemeteries in, around, and under the City of Paris.  At that time the living population of Paris was in the hundreds of thousands, but those cemeteries held at least a million.  So in one line Twain referred to those million dead as "Paris's silent majority."
At the end of World War II, the veterans' lobbies represented twelve million people, at least a fifth of the entire voting population if you ignore their families.  They were young and active, and all anybody talked about was the debt we owed them.
While everybody is showering gratitude on the veterans' who vote and their families, there should be one person who represents a silent population out there across the Potomac River.  I do that by taking a cold, hard look at the real world and trying to prevent more heroes from lying under those crosses. 

                                 Once and for All, Gang, I KNOW the Sky is Blue!                             


A WOL reader wrote me about my references to "Jews," "the World War II generation," and other generalizations.  He began his note with:


"Bob, there are always exceptions to the rule."
This is what I wrote him back:
"You are too intelligent to tell me that."
"The sky is also blue, but you are too intelligent to explain that to me, too."
"We got a lot to do.   Let's get real."
"Bob (Whitaker)"


                                                            Viva Tecate!                                                               


Tecate is a Mexican beer company that recently made an ad for the California market.
The usual "Hispanic advocates" screamed bloody murder.  They said the ad "furthered the stereotyping of Mexicans."
Tecate answered, "The ad was made for adults with an adult sense of humor."
I am sure the California Tecate advertisers will soon confess their ideological error, apologize, grovel around on the floor, and give those full-time professional "Hispanic advocates" money.
But in the meantime, I LOVE Tecate!

A professional black or Hispanic activist is usually a pencil-neck who can't get any attention or earn a living by doing anything else.  A professional minority "activist" is a person whose only means of livelihood depends on his being completely humorless and hair-trigger touchy.

A professional black activist is a person who makes his living screaming wildly about the Confederate flag while blacks die by the hundreds of thousands of drug addiction in America and tens of millions of blacks die of AIDS and malnutrition in Africa.

Meanwhile, a stone-hearted white racist named Bob Whitaker went to Africa and created a few jobs for blacks. 

This same stone-hearted white racist took his life in his hands, went straight into ghettoes and helped black addicts in recovery.  He also conducted recovery meetings in prisons for more blacks than whites.  I never got a dime for it.

Mean while, professional black "activists" make a fat living by attacking the Confederate flag from very comfortable offices.

They do that with a grim hard look on their faces.  They attack grinning white Southerners who get a kick out of waving Confederate flags.  They get paid to scowl and say, "They're after me!"

Meanwhile, Native American activists have also discovered that there is fortune in being humorless.  They make a living attacking the Atlanta Braves and the Cleveland Indians.   The name of a professional sports team is not the main problem American Indians face today, but for "activists," it's a living.

A sense of humor is a sense of proportion, and "activists" can only make a living by having no sense of proportion, no sense of human priorities, whatsoever.

If we ever started laughing at these "activists," it would be like the kid who saw the Emperor was buck naked. 

Tecate demands that these pencil-necks have an adult sense of humor, an adult sense of proportion.  That would ruin their whole racket.  

If we ever started laughing at these "activists," they would have to go out and find honest jobs. 


                                     Message to the Deaf: WE TOLD YOU SO!!!!!!                                


This week liberals are celebrating the fiftieth anniversary Supreme Court's decision in Brown versus the Board of Education, when the Supreme Court took over the power to shove integration down the throat of every Southern State.  Every respectable conservative is praising that decision even louder, trying desperately to impress liberals. 

Also this week, Massachusetts became the first state to legalize gay marriage, following the orders of the Massachusetts Supreme Court. Gays are now demanding that the United States Supreme Court declare gay marriage legal in every state.

Conservatives are moaning about the Massachusetts Supreme Court and asking loudly where a court got the power to legislate like that..

If you can't understand the connection between these two events, you would make a good respectable conservative commentator.

You also need to check into a home for the mentally retired.


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