[img]1|left|Ari Noonan||no_popup[/img]While a worldwide manhunt continues for just one liberal over the age of 18 who is not quivering with anger, would someone please hand me a face cloth? I need to dry off the drenched brow of the latest furious liberal, the reliably enraged essayist Tim Rutten of the Los Angeles Times.
I was once married to a liberal young lady who would twist herself into a rage every morning of the week when she was required to awaken three or four hours before she was ready, a scant six or seven hours after she had retired. When it comes to values, Mr. Rutten and the formerly fetching former Mrs. Noonan are a matched set. Both conduct a scrupulous search every morning for something small to launch them into mental outer space to justify their permanent scowls and knife-edged personalities.
Like most liberals I know, Mr. Rutten treats truth, honesty and context as if they were made of disposable playdough instead of being firm, enlightened values. After reading him for several years, it still is not clear to me whether, when he mischaracterizes facts, he is lying out of ignorance or calculated desperation and deception.
Here Comes a Scholarly Whopper, I Will Wager
In this morning’s brat-level essay in the op-ed section, he explains that he is leaping off the playoff bandwagon even though has been a Lakers basketball fan since he was the size of a circus midget, long before he careened into his present elephantine dimensions.
Drawn in, I was anticipating an astute slice of imaginative reasoning that would astonish philosophers from here to Greece, but Mr. Rutten fooled us again. Like the deep thinker he isn’t, the erudite journalist said he could not convince his massive mind to root for the Lakers against Phoenix in their current playoff series because the Lakers coach last week spoke in favor of Arizona’s new anti-illegal immigrant law.
Horrors. The Lakers coach disagreed with another dime-store liberal.
Mr. Rutten says he is intellectually unable to justify cheering for the Lakers against Phoenix because he disagrees with the Arizona law. Had he stopped there, he would have been fine. But, as a typical emotion-ruled liberal, Mr. Rutten lied in defending the statute, calling it a “mean-spirited new anti-immigrant law.”
That can only be a deliberate distortion, a lie, obviously intended to arouse the one-note opponents of the law, who, also, commonly lie when they describe it.
Boys, where is your discipline? Mr. Rutten lies again when he says the law “can only be enforced through impermissible racial profiling of Latinos.”
Race, Not Georgia, Always Is on My Mind
When a liberal is in trouble — typically white and black ones, not brown ones — he reaches into the dirtiest corner of his britches and withdraws a racism charge. It works even better than a Toyota Prius. Descending to your lowest intellectual level always sparks the well-trained rabble on the left.
Mr. Rutten, who probably has not had time between his many meals to even read, much less analyze, the Arizona law, resorted to barnyard vulgarities, once again in the tradition of modern liberals. He was standing before us rhetorically naked. He could not admit that he was opposed to halting the overwhelming daily surge of illegal immigrants into our border states.
He blurted out a facetious vulgarity because he lacks a cerebral argument to make against the law. It is truly wonderful if he is against the law, and I trust he will remain true to his convictions.
Perhaps, though, he will be fortunate enough one day to either be held up or to have a loved one kidnapped by an illegal immigrant.
Should such a tragedy befall Mr. Rutten, and it should not, I trust when Mr. Rutten calls the LAPD they will immediately direct their search for the villain to the Upper Midwest. In northern Minnesota, Norwegian farmers, we are told, abound. Or perhaps Danes will be the culprits. Then we could say there is something Rutten in Denmark.
