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"...or abridging the freedom of speech..."


"Civil liberties are profoundly counter-intuitive. It takes an effort of imagination and good will to remember that those we despise deserve the same legal rights as those who agree with us."
  ROBERT ANTON WILSON, The New Inquisition


But there are actually good reasons to defend free expression even for those we loathe the most... at least, if those we loathe the most are as dimwitted as most of the people I loathe the most... namely, when we give them enough rope, they inevitably hang themselves.

Which is to say, let a goddam fool like Rush Limbaugh run his mouth freely, and he will inevitably display his stupidity, venality, and hypocrisy for all to see.

This latest thing, with boycotting General Motors because the Federal government is spending billions of our tax dollars trying to keep it from going under?

I mean, I really don't have to explain the utter mind boggling stupidity of boycotting a company we're spending millions of tax dollars trying to save, do I?

You want to boycott General Motors, do it because they make crappy cars.  But boycotting them because there's a Democrat in the White House and you can't stand the idea of an opposition President getting credit for saving the world from the unbelievable bungling of Your Guy?

That's... I don't even know.  There aren't words for how unbelievably egocentrically brainbendingly stupid that is. 

I want to say it's all par for Rush's course, just part and parcel of the whole Limbaugh experience.  Yet even for a guy who once called Chelsea Clinton "the White House dog" and who seriously thinks every drug addict in the world should be jailed... except Rush Limbaugh... this is a brand new high in sheer dumbassery.

So I say let the asses bray.  A few more choice cuts like this, and even Rush's dwindling audience of dittoheads has to start wising up. 

I mean, some of those guys have to actually work for General Motors, right...?

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Born in the heart of a nuclear explosion, DOC NEBULA came snarling into existence at the dawn of time, armed and armored to wage a war on entropy for the sake of all existence. Now, accompanied by that band of hard rocking scientists THE HONG KONG CAVALIERS, he races across the universe...

No, wait. That's some other guy entirely.

I'm starting again.

Snatched from limbo and brought wailing into Earthly existence in late 1961, DOC NEBULA quickly became a living legend among his peergroup, even though he would not think to call himself by the name "Doc Nebula" until decades later when he got his first online account and needed a screenname and all possible variations of "GiantMan" were already taken. (Sad but true. Doc is a big Hank Pym fan.)

In the early years of this incarnation, DOC was regarded with an awestruck admiration by his peer group that frankly bordered on religious worship, said awestruck admiration most commonly being manifested in the form of ridicule, public humiliation, and frequent beatings whenever an adult authority was not in the immediate vicinity to intervene.

Undaunted by this, DOC NEBULA escaped the horrors of childhood and entered the hallowed halls of Academe at prestigious SYRACUSE UNIVERSITY, back in the late 70s when the English Department had not yet been taken over by a pack of gumchewing idiots who threw out all the classes on Shakespeare and replaced them with seminars on People Magazine.

At SU, DOC excelled in his fields of study, quickly mastering such arcane arts as pizza consumption, sleep deprivation, keeping every square inch of floorspace covered at all times with pornography, empty pizza boxes, and old issues of Steve Engelhart's AVENGERS, and most importantly of all, how to schedule all his classes so he never had to get out of bed before 1 PM. (Not that he attended many of them anyway.)

Dropping out of college without a degree, DOC embarked on a nomadic existence, wandering from job to job, apartment to apartment, always seeking that effervescent and intangible something we all call Happiness, but which DOC likes to think of as an old Army duffle bag stuffed to the top with bulky bundles of 20s, 50s, and hundred dollar bills.

In 2005 Doc Nebula somehow tricked the most wonderful woman in the world into marrying him, making him the offical stepfather to the three most wonderful stepdaughters in the world, which is really quite enough for any man and more than most can brag, thank you very much.

He has written seven or eight novels, six of which are available in Kindle editions, a whole bunch of short stories, and does a whole lot of other geek related stuff you don't care about. Many of his book length works can be found at:

Universal Maintenance

Time Watch

Endgame

Earthquest

Warren's World

Warlord of Erberos

ZAP FORCE #1: ROYAL BLOOD

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