Odd Ends

There’s a lot of wierd stuff in the news today. I thought I’d run through my daily read with you, and give you a window on my thoughts. My thoughts in brackets.
Here’s a story about an Air National Guard fighter pilot who was killed in a training accident today. [Hmmmmph. Gutless bastard got what he deserved for skipping out on the Iraq war. . . whoops, sorry, not my thoughts. Musta been chanelling John Kerry there for a minute. I happen to think the pilot was brave. Having lost maybe a half dozen friends over the years to military aviation accidents, I applaud anyone who pins on the gold wings – especially the fighter jocks. I’ve known three F-14 pilots, two are now dead due to training crashes. It’s a tough job, but if you want men to do hard things, you need men (and nowadays women) who can face up to the odds, who think it’s better to live well, than to die badly. You will find a lot of folks like that in the military, riding motorcycles or deep sea diving… probably won’t find many like that at a peace rally, however.]
Then there’s the always excellent Belmont Club. Wretchard points out very acutely, that we’ve seen the development of a new kind of war, a shock-and-awe, razed earth, no tactics to horrible, too low, too abusive to apply.
[Unfortunately, he is referring to how the press is attacking the Bush administration in particular and the war in Iraq in general. Never have so many, sunk so low, and acted so small. The press hasn’t covered itself in glory for a long time, but in the last year or so it has started to dunk itself in offal, methinks]
But wait. There’s more.

Here’s a review of Jabba the Gut, er, Michael Moore’s new movie. Sure, he may look like Mr. Creosote, but if you list badly to the left, he’s the only guy who you should allow to tickle your funnybone. Oh yeah, the review. It is a formulaic, bad in a “I don’t know anybody who voted for Nixon” type way. You won’t get it if you aren’t medium rare to very rare on the inside – but if you are a human watermelon, it may be a review worth a pulitzer to you. [Hey, if the TaxProf thinks the Catholic Church oughtta lose tax exempt status for telling its communicants to avoid voting for people who take stands against Church policy, shouldn’t Michael Moore be regulated under McCain Feingold?]
Wanna know why all lawyers should be shot, myself included? For this. And this. And this. [In short, the top young legal commentators in our cognitive elite think America oughtta be governed the way it was meant to be governed, by bureaucratic codes drafted by Belgian administrative law attorneys and administered by tort lawyers. And at least two of these three knuckleheads went to top 3 law schools. ]
Then there’s larval lawyer Phil Carter, who I’m starting to take a real disliking to, not for his opinions but because I think he’s, as Eric Mueller put it, a bit credulous about press acounts of facts. He also says some dumb stuff, like this gem:

On the front page of the New York Times for May 15, 2004, you will find one of the most artful photographs from Iraq that I have seen yet. It depicts a 1st Armored Division soldier kneeling before a doorway with light streaming through, underneath three sacred Islamic portraits. It’s the kind of photograph that instantly catches your eye because of its composition, and the messages it carries. On the one hand, one can see the image of a Crusader from a millenium ago in the photograph; on the other, I see an American soldier kneeling in penitent respect before the symbols of Islam.

Um, okay Phil, do you mean to say that he is confessing the faith of Islam, i.e. professing membership and adherence to Islam? Or do you mean he is repentent for some grave sin he (or all of the U.S.) has committed against Islam or Muslims generally? Those are the common usages of the term penitent.
I used to like Phil’s blog when he commented about things he knew. His turn in the last 6 months or so, towards a politically correct interpretation of military and foreign affairs, which is lent credibilty as Karen Kwiatkowski’s rants were (by an “I was there” tone) has been nicely rewarded with a guest piece or two in something like real journalism outlets. He generally fails to critically analyze the stated facts in media accounts of real world events, and provides pretty much the same commentary you’d find in any center left journal, such as Time or Newspeak.
Keep it up, Phil, and turn harder to the left. You’ll be at the NY Times in no time.