Hear! Hear! This podcast was recorded on the 10th and 11th and covers the following areas for your consideration and review. The first is the critical necessity – is there any other kind of necessity – of comprehending and being conversant with history and the parties involved. It’s axiomatic to note that history is critical. And might I remind you, as Mr. Tolstoy gave us, history would be a wonderful thing if only it were true.
That sounds familiar. Next, the return of the neocon and the Straussian acolyte. The Sons and Daughters of Leo. Often merged and conflated with your old-fashioned conservative and the like, the neocon is a different animal altogether. Note the catchphrases, the cide words. Watch for the PNAC signatories dusting off the pre-Saddam rhetoric. Am I Kristol clear?
Barry’s Big Adventure. Then, a review of POTUS O’s testament to lunacy in his address last eve as to ISIS – excuse me – ISIL and how he’s planning to rearm and finance the FSA who are in fact the alter ego of IS, ISIL, ISIS and al Qaeda. But as we’ll learn, show the American people a hooded, barbate, the suggestion of decapitation and beheading – even if the tape is replete with inconsistencies and stinks to high heaven of phony, contrived and artificial green screen CGI and chicanery – and Joe and Josephine Six Pack will slam their hamfists in a fit of barstool diplomacy screaming for the heads of whoever they are and denouncing whatever they want. Pass the beernuts.
That horrible time of year. And finally, a review of 9/11, its thirteenth anniversary and our annual celebration of collective national amnesia and nescience.
What’s in a name? Knowing the nomenclature and taxonomy of a political or ideological appellation is beyond critical and necessary. When speaking of ISIS or ISIL, you must know the differences between them and what they denote. What’s the Levant? (Not Oscar.) What’s Islamic versus Islamist versus Islamicist?
You put the lime in the coconut. Try this on for size. ISIS is the apparent successor to Tanzim Qaidat al-Jihad fi Bilad al-Rafidayn, which was later commonly known by academics, scholars and the like as al-Qaeda in Iraq (AQI). Don’t forget the al-Nusra Front, the FSA and our old favorite from the all of the above terror cabal, al Qaeda. Can you grasp the intensity and variation and complexity of being able to articulate the group you just call terrorists or bad guy? If you’re new to the game, it’s an understatement to say that knowing the players is critical. And in the first part of the podcast I speak of a lecture my wife and I attended by none other than James Woolsey, ex-CIA head spook and now, venture capitalist and neocon in residence. In his address he made references to Hayek, von Mises and Uncle Miltie Friedman. He referenced the Austrian School and dusted off the neocon platitudes and references that brought a tear to my eye.
Emphasis on “con.” Neocon? Wait. What’s that again? Neocon versus paleocon. Reagan versus Kristol? What’s the difference? I’ve many the friend who belches agitprop phraseology as they verbally diarrhea-spray on Facebook and Twitter every hoary and dusty phrase you can imagine. To them it’s all the same. Damn the Koch Brothers! Damn Citizens United! Damn Scalia! Bumpersticker platitudes and echo chamber drivel, plain and simple. Meaningless and trite shibboleths and shortcuts. Listen herein as I describe the Sons of Strauss and how these lapsed Troskeyites reconstituted into the hawk’s hawk today. Getting the nomenclature down pat isn’t just necessary, it’s actually fun.
Wait, aren’t the FSA actually ISIL? Last eve, your POTUS laid out a bill of particulars that redefined political and global lunacy. By reconstituting the Syrian rebels who are in fact ISIS – but note, her referred to them as ISIL, thus confusing you even more – he actually and with a straight face suggested that we refortify the very folks who as FSA sold arms that we provided to ISIS, er, ISIL, and now have merged and congealed into this newfound entity that the American people are merely referring to as terrorists, Islamists, jihadists or the plain old bad guys. It was the height of insanity and the media, yet again and per usual, scratched its arse as they went to commercial.