Feeling better now. (It’s amazing what a little Wallace & Gromit video with one’s child can do for a faltering spirit, not to mention temperatures in the 40s.) Then, while Kate takes her piano lesson, I made the mistake of going online to see what’s up.
I assume Peggy Noonan hit the floor sometime after filing this preposterous piece of crap on the Schiavo case, because certainly she was on her third highball of the morning when she wrote this sentence: I do not understand the emotionalism of the pull-the-tube people. Wha–? I must be watching the wrong cable news. I thought it was the people outside the hospice who were weeping and railing and getting arrested trying to take cups of water to a woman who cannot swallow. I don’t know a single person on the other side who thinks this is anything other than a terrible family tragedy that got absurdly out of control.
Stirring her Jameson’s-and-water with an index finger, she goes on: And why do those who argue for Mrs. Schiavo’s death employ language and imagery that is so violent and aggressive? The chairman of the Democratic National Committee calls Republicans “brain dead.” Michael Schiavo, the husband, calls House Majority Leader Tom DeLay “a slithering snake.”
I guess Peggy slept through the radio show I heard the other day, someone guest-hosting on Dennis Prager, who just dispensed with the “allegedly” stuff altogether and more or less said Michael Schiavo beat his wife into a coma — he kept referring to her heart attack as “a quote-unquote accident” — and has maintained terrible, Terminator-like focus for 15 years, waiting to finish the job.
Crude as it is, I think Norbizness hit it on the head: When you’ve got Randall Terry as a primary spokesperson, and when everyone involved in the case (and a fair number of politicians not involved) has received death threats, I’m not sure that accurately comparing an oily little shitstain to a serpent (sorry, snakes!) represents the pinnacle of aggressive hate speech.
I know the usual style with these things is to go on and on and on, taking the piece apart sentence by sentence, but as we’re reminded this week, life is short and we all have better things to do.