I'm Stealing Blogs Again
[The following is shamelessly stolen from the blog of the Jew James Howard Kunstler http://kunstler.com/blog/2011/03/make-no-mistake.html#moreat
Yes, I know, Kunstler is a kike, and an anarchist, and an arrogant jackass who can barely restrain his sneering hatred for gentiles, but to be fair, he seems to hate his own kind equally, as you will see below. Maybe that's why I groove on Kunstler so much--we're both total misanthropes. We both love our own race in the abstract, it's just that in the real world we both despise, they're such shit-for-brains, oxygen-wasting jackanapes ... Maybe James and I can come to an arrangement: he can be my Jewish evil twin and I can be his Nazi evil twin ...
Anyway, plagiarist though this may be, I'm sorry, this was just so good I had to share it. - HAC]
Most impressive of all in this brave film were the shameless academic mandarins caught on camera trying to weasel out of their greed-driven misdeeds - Glenn Hubbard, chair of the Columbia University Econ department, a perfectly programmed polished WASP (like out of a "Ken" doll box) on the outside, slithering corruption inside, who played a major role in removing all restraints on Wall Street, then served as a director on the boards of several predatory financial giants, including the biggest, Black Rock, and pretended not to remember if he got paid for it; Martin Feldstein of the Harvard Econ department, in-and-out of government like a rat in a cheese-box, who sat on the board of AIG in the months before it blew itself up on credit default swaps, and who saw nothing about the company's operations that gave off a bad odor after it entered the most massive government receivership the world has ever seen; and most memorably Fred Mishkin, former Federal Reserve governor, now an academic rover, who wrote a cheerleading report for the Icelandic banking system about five minutes before it collapsed, then changed the report's title from Financial Stability in Iceland to Financial Instability in Iceland, then denied it on camera in the face of obvious evidence, then forgot whether he got paid six-figures to write the glowing report, then dissolved on camera into a maundering puddle of indignity and humiliation.
How do these rogues survive the disclosure of their turpitudes? Is there no one at places like Harvard and Columbia who has any sense of shame or even an inkling of disappointment that they employ such odious hustlers? Apparently not. This is a system with no mechanism of self-regulation left. And there's Obama at the tippy-top of it serving like a department store mannequin with a Department of Justice that someone has hung a "gone fishin'" sign on. I voted for him in 2008, and I want to start a movement in whatever's left of the Progressive core to get rid of him. Being a decent, presentable fellow with a nice family is just not enough. Even his vaunted speech-making abilities have gotten on my nerves. If I hear him say "make no mistake" one more time, someone will have to restrain me from kicking in the flat screen TV. Obama, it turns out, is the mistake.