Oh, what have we here?
Le Cynge Gris: Fuck the Jews (classy! BTW, it’s ‘Joos’, TFTFY)
People, you are getting played. The pwnage is strong with this one.
This is especially embarrassing for people who claim to be savvy in the ways of modern journalism, its agenda and aims, its techniques, etc. but who aren’t even asking basic questions about this non-story ‘story’. Everybody’s got their trigger mechanisms that, when pressed, turn off the usually-operative cognitive filters of healthy skepticism.
If your priors lead you to strongly want to believe in the corrupt Israeli capture of the USG IC – as opposed to the utterly routine and widespread practice of partner security cooperation – then you should understand that you’re being more than a little irrational. You should compare your theory to what you know about reality, about the number and kind of people who staff such organizations who would know about and have to execute the details of such capture, and try to realize how implausible such a hypothetical actually is. But the taste of this particular syrup is so sweet – so tempting to your particular susceptibility sweet-tooth – that you cannot resist swallowing it down whole without hesitation. Along with Greenwald’s hidden medicine, of course. You do know the medicine he’s slipped in there, right? This is the obsessive toxiphobic uncharacteristically gulping down a product without even a cursory glance at the bottle’s label.
Sol Robeson: Hold on. You have to slow down. You’re losing it. You have to take a breath. Listen to yourself. You’re connecting a computer bug I had with a computer bug you might have had and some religious hogwash. You want to find the number 216 in the world, you will be able to find it everywhere. 216 steps from a mere street corner to your front door. 216 seconds you spend riding on the elevator. When your mind becomes obsessed with anything, you will filter everything else out and find that thing everywhere.
For example, two obvious questions about this matter involve issues of 1) Reciprocity (do you imagine USG is not getting anything in return? If you do you are a fool.) and 2) Uniqueness (do you imagine Israel is somehow the only country with this kind of relationship – if you do, you are a damned fool.) And if the country at issue in the document were the UK, or Germany or France, I highly doubt I’d see blog posts titled ‘F* Those of Anglo-Saxon Heritage’ written in the same tone.
Let’s get right to the point. Plenty of people around these parts can’t think clearly when it comes to the Joos. It’s probably Sailer’s only major blind-spot. Or whatever the equal and opposite nemesis of a blind-spot is – a tempting moth flame that, whenever it appears, draws one in too deep into intellectual danger zones. Yes, I understand the many good reasons why this is so, and I’m familiar with the whole sordid history and the purges and so on. But people, that’s no excuse to lose your otherwise excellent minds.
If one steps away and watches the dynamic from afar, one appreciates it for the true classical tragedy that it is. The Joos are paranoid of and delusionally hypersensitive of imaginary indicators of antisemitism lurking behind the polite facades of the goys, ready to explode in genocidal violence the moment the suppressive boot lets off even an inch. They are far too vigorous in their censorship, public ostracizations and condemnations, and excommunications from polite society. This creates a lot of resentment among the purged, sympathizers, ‘fellow-travelers’, etc. who, upon seeing the purges, start to think, and sometimes write, about the Joos in exactly the way the Joos feared.
Folks, it’s a bad equilibrium. A coordination problem of a sort that we’d be better off solving than perpetuating. Given the track record I, for one, would prefer to have the Joos on our side.