My Heroes!

Yesterday, multitudes of "peace-loving" patriotic Americans from coast-to-coast unilaterally invaded Washington and marched on the Capitol grounds, spitefully chanting stuff like "Our Congress, our congress! (yay!)" and the obligatory "Impeach Bush!" and "Bush Lied, Kids Died!" mantras while waving signs and calling for regime change and even rushing the steps of the Capitol Building in a scene reminiscent of Revolutionary France and the storming of the Bastille by the angry peasants incited to regicide by the loathsome, demagogic likes of Marat and Robespierre...

...if not the sheeplike citizenry from the 1976 film Network who are commanded by MSM rabble-rouser Howard Beale (played by Peter Finch) to go to their windows en masse and bleat out "WE'RE MAD AS HELL AND WE'RE NOT GOING TO TAKE IT ANYMORE!" amidst a spectacular lightning storm, cinematically illustrating that the anger is endemic in the population at large (i.e. "Everyone Knows And Feels The Same!") and that the cause of the anger--The "Bullshit"-- has reached such an intolerable level that Mother Nature herself is likewise "mad as hell, and not going to take it anymore!"

But really now. It was a lovely day in the Nation's Capital (even in January, thanks to El Nino), and as for the very close to 300,000,000 too fat and happy citizenry of the United States of America, only tens of thousands (barely enough to fit in a single township) felt the need to march on the Nation's Capital and--supposedly speaking on behalf of the absent 298,000,000-- beg the seethingly envious world to please not hold our country's twice-elected, executive war criminal against us!

Of course, the MSM showcased the angry mob of Bush-haters as if it was a popular, earth-shaking groundswell following up on the landslide that was the mid-term elections like a series of exclamation points mandating the sentence of the plebiscite which demands that we pack up our gear and get out of Iraq post-haste (having no business being there to begin with, you see) and impeach the president (who had no business being president to begin with, you know).

But really now. The new Democratic Majority (who the poor, belligerent, peaceniks actually think want to be seen with them in public) fared poorly by historical standards vis-a-vis the opposition party's fortunes in mid-term elections during a president's second term:

Despite the sound and fury and determination of the Leftist Bush-Haters to electorally install a Congress friendly to their interests--and with a little help from disgruntled conservatives!-- 18 House seats were decided by less than 5,000 votes each (an electoral piddling), and three Senate seats were decided by 2%-- or less-- of the vote.

The majority status itself was achieved by those razor-thin margins.

"Mandate." Pshaw.

They're mice that roar--with the help of the gigantic bullhorns of the sympathetic MSM and Bush-hating bloggers with BIG MOUTHS.

But this is America, and people--or, should Republicus say, "The People" (whatever)--most certainly have the right to assemble and vent their grievances...

...even if they're backward, inverting leftists.

The egocentric, mirror-gazing Left see an inverted, mirror-image of the world (unlike normal people do) and, like Milton's Lucifer, "make heaven a hell and a hell heaven," the good bad and the bad good, the harbingers of Order and Freedom "war-mongers," and the militants for chaos and tyranny "Freedom Fighters."

If Republicus could just pick up those protestors like little wound-up toy-soldiers (which is essentially what they are, as they get both wound up and their marching orders--and talking points, and even how to talk!--from some elite, infallible Authorities who are their founts of "Facts," "The Truth," and "Reality"), he would simply re-invert them towards the direction of Baghdad and have them march down the streets there--by the thousands-- with their signs and pleas for peace, justice, and respect for the constitution.

That's where they'd be--and should be--protesting if they weren't so backward.

Wouldn't that be a sight! The unrelenting harangues of digital pamphleteers like Moveon.org and the Daily Kos about-facing and relentlessly hen-pecking the assorted Iraqi factions and Jihadists like fed-up wives and demanding that they stop the fighting and killing and "Move-on" and act like a "Democracy Now!"

Republicus would be like: "Woo-hoo! Tell it, Michael (Moore)! Way to go, Mrs. Sheehan (after she pitches a tent and organizes a candle-lit vigil in Fallujah)! Hooray for Keith Olbermann (after he calls Muqtada Al Sadr a fat pig)! And there's Barbarella demanding justice for the American soldiers and children slain by the militias!"

And when Spicolli (i.e. Sean Penn) threatened the new American Congress with this:

If they don't stand up and make a resolution as binding as the death toll, we're not going to be behind those politicians...

...he'd be talking about the Maliki government!

But really now. That would never work.

It ain't America over there, and giving them the nagging wife treatment will only result with them being beaten with sticks (as has been the traditional fate of many a nagging wife in Iraq).

But it's worth a try... ;)

Super Bowl XLI

Although Republicus finds the political sensibilities of leftist--and erstwhile resident troll-- Lee Harvey (a.k.a. Jeff-Jeff-Jeff) to be repugnant on multiple levels, the man does know football.

Republicus himself has never cared to study the minutiae of player statistics and how off-season horse-trading, hold-outs, hired Heisman holders, and other variables can change the equation from season to season.

And there are other factors which football connoisseurs (like odds-makers in Las Vegas and fans like Jeff) study and understand schematically and so are able to forecast probable outcomes with some reliability (although hardly an exact science).

Instead, Republicus (like anyone else, naturally), generally determines a team's excellence by their accumulating game-by-game performance, perhaps going back a season or two, and recognizes a gathered or gathering momentum which stands out and breaks a team free from the rest of the crowd.

Sometimes, one can recognize exceptionality and an inevitable march to glory early on and have that recognition redeemed, as demonstrated by the 1972 Miami Dolphins, the 1985 Chicago Bears, and the 1991 Washington Redskins; but at other times that regular season recognition is repealed, as with the 2005 Indianapolis Colts (who were the last team to remain undefeated at 13-0 before losing their first game in the home stretch and then being eliminated in the play-offs to finish 14-2, though coming just about as close as anyone has to touching the 1972 Dolphin's perfect season of 17-0).

Sometimes, admittedly--especially when concerning the Redskins--there is no rational indicator of post-season contention, or even hope for a run-of-the-mill, regular season game except for the belief in some kind of football fairy who can wave her wand and give da boyz (i.e. the Redskins) the eight points they need to win the game with less than a minute remaining.

Wishful thinking aside, however, Republicus indeed saw excellence--albeit belated-- in his Washington Redskins during the home stretch of the 2005 season, when they abruptly went from a measly 5-6 to a momentous 11-6 and entered the playoffs with a Wild Card win against the Tampa Bay Buccaneers...

...before losing to the Seattle Seahawks in the first round.

Nevertheless, that was great football, and Republicus believed that the long-awaited Redskins Renaissance was at hand (assuming that even if they were to play just a little better in the '06 season than they did in '05, it would be enough to dominate the rest of the league seeing as how most of the games they had lost were very close and would have been won if they were indeed just a little bit better and more experienced).

And so Republicus felt confident--if not foolhardy--enough to venture this prediction to Jeff in the April 25, 2006 post "Way To Go, Tony!":

John said...

Da Boyz could very well go to the Super Bowl this year Jeff.

Jeff said...

Dreaming, I say they take a step back this year.

He was right.

And so Republicus cannot predict the outcome of Super Bowl XLI with any real authority--or even too much interest, for that matter, as his favorite teams have been eliminated, but he will say this:

Even though he was rooting for the New England Patriots in last night's AFC Championship game, the 12-4 Colts played great and won both the game and the respect of Republicus, having well-earned their ticket to Miami, and proving that last year's regular season domination was not a fluke.

Da Bearz at 13-3, however, know how to rumble, too.

Mayhem in Miami February 4.

And may the better team win.

It's SHOWTIME

Coming Soon:

Republicus spanks the little troll Houstonmod...

...in public!

DON'T MISS IT!!!

(Sic usquequaque ut moonbats)