This pitiful discontent

[Kurt_and_Hunter]

The highlighted line has been bouncing around in my head lately.
(Before the Gibbs thing)

The hatred of the lefty protester has always been
wildly out of line with his/her power or influence.

In the 1960s-1970s macho men dreamed of punching out
peace protesters. In the 2000s macho men dream of
punching out peace proptesters. Why?

Why does it make them so mad?

And people with power seem unable to abide
idealism, but respect hate. Thus the hapless, ineffectual
hippie is scorned even by his own side while the RW thug
is grudgingly admired even by his foes.

TRAMP THE DIRT DOWN
Elvis Costello

(A song about Margaret Thatcher)

I saw a newspaper picture from the political campaign
A woman was kissing a child, who was obviously in pain
She spills with compassion, as that young child's
face in her hands she grips
Can you imagine all that greed and avarice
coming down on that child's lips

Well I hope I don't die too soon
I pray the Lord my soul to save
Oh I'll be a good boy, I'm trying so hard to behave
Because there's one thing I know, I'd like to live long enough to savour
That's when they finally put you in the ground
I'll stand on your grave and tramp the dirt down

When England was the whore of the world
Margaret was her madam
And the future looked as bright and as clear as
the black tarmacadam
Well I hope that she sleeps well at night, isn't
haunted by every tiny detail
'Cos when she held that lovely face in her hands
all she thought of was betrayal

And now the cynical ones say that it all ends the same in the long run
Try telling that to the desperate father who just squeezed the life from his only son
And how it's only voices in your head and dreams you never dreamt
Try telling him the subtle difference between justice and contempt
Try telling me she isn't angry with this pitiful discontent
When they flaunt it in your face as you line up for punishment
And then expect you to say "Thank you" straighten up, look proud and pleased
Because you've only got the symptoms, you haven't got the whole disease
Just like a schoolboy, whose head's like a tin-can
filled up with dreams then poured down the drain
Try telling that to the boys on both sides, being blown to bits or beaten and maimed
Who takes all the glory and none of the shame

Well I hope you live long now, I pray the Lord your soul to keep
I think I'll be going before we fold our arms and start to weep
I never thought for a moment that human life could be so cheap
'Cos when they finally put you in the ground
They'll stand there laughing and tramp the dirt down

[villager]

1. Tellingly, even this post touched the nerve of a stealth unreccer

Which means they really can't abide the idea, or the image, of the hapless, ultimately powerless "hippie protester..."

Perhaps they hate to be reminded of the great degree to which they've forfeited their souls?

[FiveGoodMen]

2. Good thing DU created the unrec, huh?

Yes, that was :sarcasm:!

[unblock]

3. they ought to tombstone anyone who would dare unrec my man declan