I just watched Santorum's speech at some gathering in Illinois with the worlds largest American flag in the background. Because size matters! In fact, I'm prepared to vote for the candidate with the biggest flag.Or Bible. But as a metaphor for hyperbole, it was a great backdrop for his professing the MOST patriotism and faith, for declaring America the MOST exceptional, for our people being the MOST favored by God etc..
I could picture blog commentators Patrick and Beak in the crowd, with their single minded devotion and "passionate intensity",( see their comments to my last post, the hanging, the gasoline) stirred by Santorum's emotional pitch. And then I could picture Adolf Hitler at those giant rallies with those giant Nazi flags in the background and his emotional pleas for a renewed Fatherland and Purity, the impassioned, resentful crowds chanting in unison, revelling in that perfect Unity of a righteous cause and ordained destiny.Onward Christian soldiers.
We are a nation in the throes of "spiritual agony", as a comrade put it so eloquently the other night. All that promise and hope draining into a shallow, cynical pool of materialist,irrational excess or the feverish swamp of religious fanaticism. Wasn't hard to predict. You can only bury so much trauma before it manifests as the brutish sneer on a cops face. Can you sense the police state marshalling it's forces (both physical and "moral"), it's new high tech crowd control weaponry, preachers and paramilitary vigilanty zealots?
The Saudis promise to "meet any shortfall" and the price per barrel dips a couple bucks.The gated communities increase the patrols, the settlers stock up on weapons, the cherry blossoms come two weeks early. The pundits try to explain the shooters motives. ("Abe said where you want this killin done?") A howl is heard across the land and William Burroughs lights another fag.
"And what rough beast, It's hour come at last
Slouches toward Bethlehem to be born?"