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A new “Audio Files” column is available for viewing at When Falls the Coliseum. Topics float from Wang Chung to Glenn Danzig to Carl Sagan to liquid orgasms to Boris the Sprinkler.

Scroll down the page a bit and there’s an excellent piece by Daniel Kalder on the din of dystopian chatter that enshrouds the Ground Zero-Mosque “dialogue.” Writes Daniel:

The theory goes like this: (Imam) Rauf is a fraud, a man who won’t denounce Hamas, who said numerous dodgy things about America after 9/11; he is merely posing as a moderate and this structure is designed to be a symbol of Islamic triumphalism, spitting in the face of our values, a front guard in the spread of Sharia law around the world.

FACT, OR BOLLOCKS? Who the fuck knows? He certainly equivocates when it comes to Hamas but then so do many members of the “Professional Left”. That’s not just a Rauf thing.

He also likes to ramble on about Sharia, allegedly a system of perfect laws handed down to man by God in Heaven via Mohammed but then again Sharia is not monolithic. For all I know Rauf may have developed his own groovy retconned interpretation that jettisons all the gay-bashing, woman-oppressing, hand-chopping, other-religions-subjugating stuff you find in the harsher variants. Or he may not have: again it would be nice if someone in the media had actually taken the time to ask a few questions to clear up some of these issues.

All that aside, it certainly doesn’t help that the perennially grinning Rauf is too cowardly to appear in public to argue his case; nor that the sources of the building’s funding have not been revealed. If it has been paid for by mystical Sufis, or an enlightened soul like the Aga Khan (not a Sufi NB but rather an Ismaili) then we could dismiss these fears out of hand. If it’s been funded by the Saudis however, well then it probably is a front for some truly appalling ideas. However, pix of Rauf yukking it up with the occasional anti-Semitic/genocidal freak such as those which have been unearthed on Pajamasmedia don’t prove all that much. That’s what you do when you’re a jetsetting global dialogue coach getting lots of cool stuff for free from the public teat as Mr. Rauf most assuredly is.

Consider our own president for example, who by contrast has a real and quite onerous job. Mr. Obama visited Saudi Arabia in June and immediately went into full grovelling mode, thanking King Abdullah for his ‘wise counsel’ and other such crap. King Abdullah of course is the gerontocrat who presides over one of the most oppressive states on earth, an appalling tyranny which enforces gender apartheid, religious apartheid and even today crucifies people on occasion. Lovely! But still, when King A. hands a bucket of lukewarm shit to Prez O., the Harvard educated, oh so urbane ex-Constitutional Law professor laps it up, pats his swollen belly, turns to his grinning host and yums: Oh your Highness you are really spoiling us!

Scroll down further still and the redoubtable Ricky Sprague offers up hilarity as only he can in a piece about Obama’s automobile-themed rhetoric:

For the entirety of my so far very short life (I am a young man), both democrats and republicans have “driven” the government. They have gone to great lengths to ensure that members of other parties, and those without any party affiliation, have a very difficult time making it into “the driver’s seat.”

“We’ve made sure that third-party candidates don’t get their hands on our keys!” Obama needs to say. (Can you imagine how much worse off we would be if someone who wasn’t a democrat or a republican got elected to a major political office?)

It’s as if the economy is one of those “economy” cars that you sometimes get stuck with when you don’t pay close attention at the rental agency. And the rental agency is run by the American people. They say to the renters, “Here is your car, the 2010 American Economica, please take care of it.”

Then the renters (politicians) say, “Okay, I won’t do anything to mess it up.”

And then when they take the keys, they wink.

Now, some red meat for the snarling masses:

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I guess that’s where we are these days in terms of global, intellectual discourse — if free speech still exists, it’s either hanging on by a loose, tattered thread or floating about nominally. Markets used to rule the world, and back then, we thrived. Now pathological madmen who live in caves rule the world, and nobody can speak ill of them lest we want to see our loved ones slaughtered in the streets.

Barbarism. Seventh-century idiocy. Nukes as readily available as Little Debbie Snack Cakes.

Yep, I like the direction this world is headed in.

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