FRIDAY, JUNE 21, 2024
The rage of the sick angry child: The latest implied threat was delivered, just last evening, on the Gutfeld! program.
We refer to implied threats against Dr. Fauci. As we noted yesterday, a silly chimp name named Jesse Watters performed the first of these behaviors on Tuesday afternoon's edition of the gong-show "news program, "The Five.
Are we merely imagining this fellow's performance as a type of threat? By clicking here, you can see the performance yourself.
As we noted yesterday, the silliest hireling in all of Fox News pounded his right fist into his left palm as he staged his performance. As he engaged in this braindead gesture, he suggested what should be done to the killer Fauci:
WATTERS (6/18/24): They're treating this guy like royalty. He should be really [SMACK] put the screws to.
So said a failing nation's silliest child, smacking his fist into his palm as a type of braindead suggestion.
So it went with the vacuous Watters! Last night, a certain termagant seemed to accept the Implied Threat to Fauci Challenge.
It happened in the first two minutes of his primetime "cable news" program. By way of establishing cultural context, we'll included the closing line of the termagant's previous comment:
GUTFELD (6/20/24): ...There's no better word than "feces." It's my mantra when I meditate.
In a recent interview, Dr. Anthony Fauci fears that someone could kill him.
Here's some advice, Fauci: Just stay home.
After a delayed applause break, the termagant aimed his middle finger directly at the camera. This would help other disordered minds know that the termagant really meant what he had just said.
In fairness, this impressive middle-finger salute was pixilated by the termagant's owners. His next bit of commentary started like this:
GUTFELD (continuing directly): In Ohio, a defense attorney has been reinstated after being penalized for pooping in a Pringles can...
This is the way this idiot's tiny mind actually functions. Consider:
In the first two minutes of last night's show, he made references to President Biden's embalming fluid (and to his hearse), but also to Dr. Rachel Levine's panties and to Rep. Jerrold Nadler's balls.
His nightly joke about Nancy Pelosi's face would come at 10:05. For the record, the termagant is 59 years old (!), and he hails from a sunny land.
This is the way this overwrought fellow functions. He works under cover of darkness:
No one wants to tangle with the Fox News Channel! For that reason, this garbage can is opened each night, on a prime time "cable news" program, without a word of notice from the more civilized people who remain behind the high walls of our own Blue nation and of their own professional guild.
We'd score the termagant's presentation last night as a type of implied threat. Somewhere, some other disordered being may see what Watters and Gutfeld have done, and that person will consider the possibility of engaging in some additional act.
Over on Blue America's channel, the children pump our own tribe's propaganda, aimed directly at us. For forty years, we Blues have been too unintelligent to understand the way this game is played—the way this destructive game has actually worked.
"This whole court is out of order," Al Pacino once said.
The same is true of the "national discourse" which underlies the functioning of the realm we refer to as "our democracy."
That whole clownish discourse has been out of order for decades, but our corporate pundits won't tell us that.
Some of them may notunderstand that fact. But also, they're very well paid.
Back at the dawn of the west, a furious band had spent ten years laying siege to Troy. As our first great poem of war begins, the rage of Agamemnon, lord of men, triggers the rage of Achilles.
It was all about who owned which women. The violence proceeded from there.
The rage of the termagant was on full display on last night's "comedy program."
(Clownishly, it was so described last night by Kat Timpf. It's always possible that she doesn't know better.)
The rage of the termagant was on full display. Over on the other channel, the pundits crouched behind high walls, like the more civilized residents of Troy.
In Book Six, before he returns to the battle, Hector engages in a memorable scene with Andromache, his generous wife. For purposes of today's discussion, the scene begins right here:
At that, Hector spun and rushed from his house,
back by the same way down the wide, well-paved streets
throughout the city until he reached the Scaean Gates,
the last point he would pass to gain the field of battle.
There his warm, generous wife came running up to meet him,
Andromache the daughter of gallant-hearted Eetion
who had lived below Mount Placos rich with timber,
in Thebe below the peaks, and ruled Cilida's people.
His daughter had married Hector helmed in bronze.
She joined him now, and following in her steps
a servant holding the boy against her breast,
in the first flush of life, only a baby,
Hector's son, the darling of his eyes
and radiant as a star.
Hector is joined by his generous wife, but also by their darling son, "radiant as a star.".
Hector tells Andromache why he has to return to the fighting. After that, we encounter one of the most famous scenes in all of western literature:
In the same breath, shining Hector reached down
for his son—but the boy recoiled,
cringing against his nurse's full breast,
screaming out at the sight of his own father,
terrified by the flashing bronze, the horsehair crest,
the great ridge of the helmet nodding, bristling terror—
so it struck his eyes. And his loving father laughed,
his mother laughed as well, and glorious Hector,
quickly lifting the helmet from his head,
set it down on the ground, fiery in the sunlight,
and raising his son he kissed him, tossed him in his arms,
lifting a prayer to Zeus and the other deathless gods:
"Zeus, all you immortals! Grant this boy, my son,
may be like me, first in glory among the Trojans,
strong and brave like me, and rule all Troy in power
and one day let them say, 'He is a better man than his father'
when he comes home from battle bearing the bloody gear
of the mortal enemy he has killed in war—
a joy to his mother's heart."
So Hector prayed
and placed his son in the arms of his loving wife.
Andromache pressed the child to her scented breast,
smiling through her tears. Her husband noticed,
and filled with pity now, Hector stroked her gently,
trying to reassure her, repeating her name...
Civilized values, decency, exist behind Troy's famous walls.
Hector and his generous wife are able to share a laugh as they delight in their darling child. Hector is filled with pity for his generous wife.
Civilized values exist inside Troy, but the warrior ethic prevails. When Hector prays to the deathless gods, he prays that this baby boy will become a joy to his mother by coming home with the bloody gear of the people he's killed in battle.
We still haven't shown you the most telling part of this extended scene. We refer to the passage in which Hector offers one additional prophecy:
It isn't just that "sacred Troy must die." In yet another accurate prophecy, Hector tells Andromache, in rich detail, what her personal fate will be when that disaster occurs.
The sexual politics which rules the Iliad is deeply entrenched within our nation today. The sheer stupidity of our own Blue America's recent conduct is an artefact of that politics.
We had to hear Stormy tell her story before we could know how to vote! The Achaeans wanted to get Helen back, and we had to hear about that!
We had to hear Stormy tell her story!When a population has agreed to descend to that level of stupidity, can any good outcome result?
"The day will come when sacred Troy must die," Hector said. "Priam must die and all his people with him."
When we awoke last Saturday morning, we were thinking of those sacred lines. A great deal remains to be said about the rhyming which may be lurking inside those famous lines.
Next week, though, we finally have it. Next week, it happens:
Debate!
