Brother Rod Dreher comes in for a certain amount of abuse in this space, but when he’s right — or at least in the ballpark of right — I have to give him his due.
I saw this excerpt from She-Who’s recent interview with Barbara Walters, demonstrating her awesome foreign policy skilz:
“I believe that the Jewish settlements should be allowed to be expanded upon, because that population of Israel is, is going to grow. More and more Jewish people will be flocking to Israel in the days and weeks and months ahead. And I don’t think that the Obama administration has any right to tell Israel that the Jewish settlements cannot expand.”
The editor in me saw She-Who’s signature trait, the intellectual insecurity that leads her to blather, in the belief that if you throw a whole lot of words into an answer, it sounds more thinky. Before he was famous, Dave Barry occasionally worked as a writing teacher to private businesses, and he said something funny about memos — that they’re like balloons, and the game is to bat them around the room so that they land somewhere other than your desk. You bat them by adding a few more words and sending them on their way. Take a look at She-Who’s answer again, and take out the extra air:
thatthe Jewish[Israeli] settlements should be allowed to beexpand ed upon, because that population of Israel is,is going to grow. More and moreJewish people [Jews] will be flocking to Israel in the days and weeks and months ahead[future]. And I don’t think thatthe Obama administration has any right to tell Israel thatthe Jewishsettlements cannot expand.”
Part of this is the difference between speaking and writing — tell them that instead of tell them, for instance. But it’s that “days and weeks and months” I find so telling; why not “days and weeks and months and years and decades and centuries,” Mrs. Maverick? Because she was following the rule of three; three puffs of air into the memo balloon and off it goes to become someone else’s problem. But also, well, let’s let Brother Rod pick it up from here:
When I heard that, I thought, oh, here we go.
Really? Why? He goes on to quote from a report on She-Who’s meeting with Billy Graham, from whom she wanted “his take on what the Bible says about Israel, Iran and Iraq,” according to his son Franklin. Dreher goes on:
What the Bible says about Israel, Iran and Iraq. That’s a tip-off that she reads the Bible as a guide to geopolitical events in the End Times. This is very common among a large portion of Evangelical Christians — according to a leading expert, between 50 and 60 million Americans hold Palin’s belief about the Jewish ingathering to Israel in advance of the Apocalypse — but can you imagine an American president making her foreign policy based on a belief that “The Late, Great Planet Earth” is a reliable source of information about the future?
I confess, I was so busy feeling smug and superior about She-Who’s speaking style I didn’t even consider what she was saying, beneath the surface, anyway. A lot of Christian conservatives lurve Israel and all that she does, even her fringiest residents, and I know that they consider certain events there key to their beliefs about the end of the world and the return of Christ, but I guess I didn’t know they thought it was coming so soon, in the days and weeks and months ahead. So for pointing that out to me, I’m grateful to Crunchy Rod.
I thought a lot of this millennial nonsense was swept aside by 9/11. I’ve spoken before in this space about Gershom Gorenberg’s marvelous “End of Days,” a book about the way the Big Three monotheistic faiths converge upon a single plot of land — the Temple Mount in Jerusalem. But his book was published around the time of the millennial turn, the fears surrounding which look pretty silly compared to planes flying into buildings.
Or maybe not, when the person holding them has aspirations to high office.
I never read the “Left Behind” books; did I miss anything?
Well, as some of you have indicated, news that it’s my natal anniversary seems to have leaked to the world. Kate and Alan just left on a mysterious errand, and I’m guessing they’ll return with a cake. In the meantime, I still have some housecleaning to do, and then the real fun starts — the Wednesday-night pie-baking before the feast. Expect light-to-nonexistent posting for the remainder of the weekend, but rest assured, I am enjoying the celebration.