My Kind of Manly Man

Dear George,

Noecon Frank Gaffney is my kind of guy. Anyone who doubts that empire building deserves an entry in the Diagnostic and Statistical Review of Mental Disorders (DSM-IV-TR) will be persuaded as soon as the man opens his mouth.

When Chris Matthews tried to nail the former Asst. Defense Secretary's hide to the wall by suggesting that the 4,000 dead Americans Iraq produced were unnecessary, Gaffney shot right back by saying, “It is regrettable they had to die, but I believe they did have to die…I’m delighted we did what we did.”

That’s an empire builder for you, a man whose moral equanimity is uninterrupted through a sociopathic indifference to the suffering of others. Here is a man who sees the big picture and whose calm demeanor is undisturbed by shrapnel-shredded women and children.

You’ll notice that outside of a few bleeding hearts in the blogosphere, there was an absence of outrage over Gaffney’s statement. That is because there is an absence of death in your Iraq enterprise. Of the many perceptions the American public has of Iraq, death is not one of them because the media has presented it as a video game in which nobody gets hurt.

As long as there is a Frank Gaffney to coo reassuringly to the public, America will continue on her march towards world hegemony, as long as the money holds out, which may not be too much longer. But, what the hell! At least they’ll remember we were there.

Anyhow, I was glad to see Gaffney as a part of your Rovian legacy campaign. It will be decades before the public realizes just how much they owe you.

Your admirer,
Belacqua Jones