"It profits me but little that a vigilant authority always protects the tranquillity of my pleasures and constantly averts all dangers from my path, without my care or concern, if this same authority is the absolute master of my liberty and my life."

--Alexis de Tocqueville, Democracy in America

Saturday, August 18, 2012

A Boutique Decadence of Moral Preening

Mark Steyn, killing it on Saturday morning, as always:

I’m not blaming Floyd Corkins’s actions on the bullying twerps at the Southern Poverty Law Center or those thug Democrat mayors who tried to run Chick-fil-A out of Boston and Chicago. But I do think he’s the apotheosis of narcissistic leftist myopia. He symbolizes that exhaustion of the other possibilities — the dwindling down of latter-day liberalism to ever more self-indulgent distractions from the hard truths of a broke and ruined landscape. Our elites have sunk into a boutique decadence of moral preening entirely disconnected from reality: A non-homophobic chicken in every pot, an abortifacient dispenser in every Catholic university, a high-speed-rail corridor between every two bankrupt California municipalities . . .

Steyn is right.   Where the Aurora killer was simply and apolitically sick, this young man apparently thought he was doing good for the Left and, in particular, for gay rights, by shooting up the lobby of the Family Research Council.   But that's what the Left stands for now:  the right to marry your gay lover or to free condoms or to low-interest student loans to get a Transgender Studies degree, while the nation hurtles off a fiscal cliff.   It's not the socialist Left, it's the insipid Left.   And it's getting worse.  

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