Is this nicely tart communicatiion from this morning’s Guardian letters page:
Is it just me, or is there a certain irony in the Communication Workers Union taking out an advertisement (October 9) urging readers to write to their local MPs and the Royal Mail’s management in support of the postal strike?
Dr Stuart Dunn (via email)
Reading, Berkshire
I’m at the dialysis unit all day today doing my bit for science by participating in a study, so no more posting till later on and only then if I feel up to it. There are many many fine blogs on the blogroll and my del-icio.us links are all up to date, so you needn’t miss me one little bit, not that you would’ve anyhow.
Myself, I shan’t miss a world in which a 12 year old sick boy is stalked and attacked by a mindless, baying mob of supposedly civilised adults led by a woman with no sense of morals or shame but with a bottomless well of viciousness and bile.
Michelle Malkin has finally gone over the edge – I doubt that even if her own children were attacked in the same way (and there are those who seem intent on doing this – they are as bad as she is) that it would stop her – her rage-fuelled insanity has gone accelerating away over the horizon, cheered on by the likes of cheap radio demagogues like Lmbaugh and O’Reilly . She is a danger to the public and everyone around her, if not physically by inciting violence, then morally; Malkin has lowered, (no, dragged down) the bar of political dicourse almost as low as it can go, if you can even dignify what she does as discourse, More a howling of jackals in an endless wiilderness of hate, greed and fear.
A blogosphere in which a Michelle Malkin exists and is celebrated is a world I’m glad to escape from, if only for a day. I’d rather have the needles.
