Remember the Bush years? I do - that's when I came out as a conservative. It was disgust that finally did it. I had one friend, a photojournalist, who, whenever he came over and discovered I had guests (which was often) would immediately set about poisoning their minds to our foreign policy - even after I begged him to stop. But he, and too many others, were just incapable of stopping themselves.
Bush Derangement Syndrome. Nasty business. They'd all gone mad.
And, anyway, why should anyone have tried to stop? That now-revealed font of journalistic wisdom, Helen Thomas, labeled George W. Bush "the worst president in history", giving permission for that lie to be openly parroted by every wannabe cool I'm-not-political know-nothing on the planet.
In hindsight, of course, it was free-floating ignorance and hatred and nothing more. But it crushed me - not just here but overseas as well:
"I know some Europeans who are not quite anti-American — they just support or accept America when the voters elect liberal Democrats. When the voters, under the influence of darkness, elect conservatives, all bets are off: America is illegit."Yes, yes - as someone who traveled to Europe often in those days - I do remember it well.
What am I saying? I'll never be able to forget it - it haunts my dreams:
It was absolutely the worst time of my life.
But now, in their insanity, the Democrats are back to slicing their own throats, so, thank goodness, it's all finally almost over,...
Hat Tip: Collective Wishes