Where my hope does and doesn't originate

I’ve paid little sustained attention to the news over the past week or ten days. That’s one of the characteristics of my Christmas break that has just kind of developed, as opposed to being the result of a deliberate action.

I like it. I think I pay even less attention over Christmas than I do when I’m at the beach. I know I’m a card-carrying member of the new media and all, and I hate to let down the teeming millions of you who come here to learn what you should think, but I need a break once in a while. Heh.

I did see that we had another attempted airliner bombing. In the wake of that, I figured there would be misdirection and rationalization from the Obama administration, and indeed, it didn’t take long at all to find it.

You know, I marked too much time in 2009. There are things I want to change in 2010, and I’m excited about stepping actively into the year, and taking big bites. I’m hopeful. I’m optimistic. But none of my hope and optimism stems from confidence in the current administration. Obama’s first year has amply demonstrated to me, on nearly any conceivable front, that The One is merely to be survived. He is spectacularly unqualified for the presidency, and wholly incapable of improving the country.

We must instead cross our fingers for minimal, and reparable, damage. We must exhaust all resources to hobble him this November.

You know, I take that back. Obama does generate some hope in me: I hope it doesn’t take another 9/11 for him to get serious about the nature of the greatest security threat facing us.

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Bo

January 4, 2010 at 6:42 am

And remember, this was a bombing mission that “failed.” With failures like this, who needs victories?

Joke, joke, joke. The only good news was that the derision was so universal that the TSA promptly reined in some of their wackier impositions a couple of days later. But by then Janet Incompetano, the homeland-security secretary, had gone on TV and declared to the world that there was nothing to worry about: “The system worked.”

Indeed, it worked “smoothly.” The al-Qaeda trainee on a terrorist watch list, a man banned from the United Kingdom and reported to the CIA by his own father, got on board the plane, assembled the bomb, and attempted to detonate it. But don’t worry ’bout a thing; the system worked. – Mark Steyn

Where my hope does and doesn’t originate

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