Palin was right. Deal with it.
That the Republican non-candidate, in fact, knew more about the actual facts of Revere’s midnight ride than all those idiots unknowingly revealing their own ignorance by laughing at her faux faux pas? How secretly embarrassing this must be, to be forced to face that you’re dumber than the reputed dummy.
As it happens, though, such phenomena are regular occurrences in American politics, reminding consumers of news to be wary when some fresh story seems to fit contemporary assumptions so absolutely perfectly.
The well-known fable is Revere’s late-night ride to warn fellow revolutionaries that the British were coming. Less known, obviously, is the rest of the evening’s events in which Revere was captured by said redcoats and did indeed defiantly warn them of the awakened militia awaiting their arrival ahead and of the American Revolution’s inevitable victory.
Palin knew this. The on-scene reporters did not and ran off like Revere to alert the world to Palin’s latest mis-speak, which wasn’t.
Like a number of famous faux gaffes in American politics, the facts of the situation no longer really matter.
Certainly not to the oh-so-smug commenters to the post, who insist that the incomplete history they learned as children in government indoctrination centers is the whole story. But here’s what Palin actually said, as opposed to what obstinate PDS-afflicted lunatics hear:
“He who warned, uh, the British that they weren’t going to be taking away our arms uh by ringing those bells and making sure as he’s riding his horse through town to send those warning shots and bells that we were going to be secure and we were going to be free and we were going to be armed.”
Which, of course, is exactly what the fuck he actually did. Not according to the famous poem by Longfellow, or according to idiot liberals who don’t know dick about the history of this nation but have convinced themselve of their own genius, but according to Revere himself.
Patrick Leehey of the Paul Revere House said Revere was probably bluffing his British captors, but reluctantly conceded that it could be construed as Revere warning the British.
“I suppose you could say that,” Leehey said. “But I don’t know if that’s really what Mrs. Palin was referring to.”
Nah, you couldn’t possibly know that, could you? After all, it’s only precisely what she said. But no unhinged, arrogant, Palin-hating fool could ever accept something as simple and straightforward as that.
McConville said he also is not convinced that Palin’s remarks reflect scholarship.
“I would call her lucky in her comments,” McConville said.
Now THAT’S desperation, folks: she was “lucky” because she had the whole story ready to hand; speaking extemporaneously, if awkwardly, she made a legitimate point accurately, based on the complete historical record and not the romanticized fable which is all any of these super-geniuses seem to know of American history.
She just took their arrogant asses to school, then sat back and let them make fools of themselves all over again, as they piled on each other in a blockheaded scrum of self-righteous derangement and demonstrated their own irrepressible ignorance one more time. No wonder they’re all so terrified of her. They damned well ought to be. She represents everything they hate and fear most; she’s living in their heads rent-free, and they can’t get her out. For them, she’s a total nightmare — and they just can’t stop her.
I fully expect at least a few of these droolcase liberals to spontaneously combust over the next few days as the extent of their self-beclownment becomes more obvious. This has got to be the funniest thing in politics since…well, ever. I’ll let Ed wind it all up:
If all people know of Revere is Longfellow’s poem, which is what the reaction to Palin’s remarks seem to show, then they know far less than they think.
They ALWAYS know far less than they think. But that never seems to give the blithering idiots the slightest pause. Ignorance is an ugly and even pitiable thing, but when combined with the special brand of elitist arrogance liberals always evince, it becomes truly hilarious.
Update! Goldstein lays the treacherous GOP dinosaurs out cold:
I’m tired of listening to erstwhile liberals — who’ve since found a niche as conservative pundits — tell me who can and can’t win elections, or why I’m to take John Huntsman and Mitt Romney seriously, while dismissing Michele Bachmann or Sarah Palin or Herman Cain. I’m tired of taking advice from the same dickbags who gave me McCain and HW Bush and Bob Dole and “compassionate conservatism” — who told me the era of Reagan was over, and that “conservatives,” to remain anything other than a regional party, had best embrace big government and the social nanny welfare state: that is, to become the Democrats, while the Democrats veer toward socialism. I’m tired of taking counsel from the “major voices” on the right, the same people who just two years ago were smirking at the TEA Party movement and telling us how unhelpful was our willingness to identify Barack Obama for what he is.
The GOP simply wants to keep its power. It, as a national party with a national “message,” cares not a whit about legal constitutionalism, classical liberalism, or the foundational principles of this republic.
As such, it can go straight to hell. I said it before and I’ll say it again, and I don’t much care what anyone else thinks on the subject: I’m tired of rewarding the GOP with my vote just because they recognize that I recognize that the other choice is worse.
The fact of the matter is, BOTH choices are destructive of my liberties and of the greatest country ever devised by man. And I’m not going to contribute to that managed decline any longer.
Frankly, I’d rather just hang back and wait for the revolution.
Yes indeed, on all counts. And apropos this nonsense: support Mittens all you like, TPE. I won’t be. I refuse to vote for a big-government weasel just because he has an “R” by his name. The trouble with voting for liberals — no matter how carefully they cloak themselves in rhetoric and labels, or how pollyannaish-ly you tell yourself they can be “pulled to the right” once in office, which never, ever actually happens — is that a liberal always ends up taking office, and the slow creep leftward isn’t stopped, much less reversed.
To hell with that, and to hell with them. If Mitt somehow gets the GOP nomination, wake me when the shooting starts — and not before. Because at that point, it’ll be the only real hope left for restoring the nation. Mitt damned sure won’t do it, and will never care enough to even try. He’ll always be keeping a jaundiced eye on his political fortunes, just like every other RINO. It’s how the Tea Party Congress went from a solemn promise of a hundred billion in immediate cuts to about four dollars in phony ones.
He, and they, won’t stand on principle — can’t stand on principle — because he, and they, don’t have any beyond “elect me.” Which means he, and they, will never be anything but part of the problem. I don’t care to kid myself about that any longer. Your mileage may vary.