By the Time I Got to Woodstock

How does the left get so weird and crazy that factions of it demonstrate outside Walter Reed Hospital, taunting wounded soldiers, as reported by Michelle Malkin?  I’ve owned a home in Woodstock, New York for 35 years so I’m an expert.  Used to belong to the crazy, commie left, too.

War is part of the human condition.  All efforts to fix this condition result in something far worse.  Here in Woodstock, one of the most intellectually and politically backward communities in the world, this simple lesson from the 20^th century cannot be understood.

Thus, as the letters section in the Woodstock Times demonstrates, we are afflicted with a passel of nitwits who believe that if only the military were outlawed (and men turned into girls), peace on earth would prevail.  (Check out the letter “OPT OUT OF MILITARY.”  It’s a classic.  Even better:  “MILITARY RECRUITERS DON'T BELONG IN OUR SCHOOLS.”)  In fact, this community, and our crazy rape-obsessed women, are leading us merrily toward war so that their bizarre rape and beating fantasies can finally be realized.  Since their men are effectively neutered, rape and beating is their only hope of finally achieving sexual satisfaction.

Here’s the overwhelming lesson of the 20^th century... the Utopian vision is evil.  Time to jettison the notion that the problem is just in the administration of the idea.  The Utopian vision leads inexorably to genocide. So, Woodstock isn’t in the political vanguard.  It’s locked in the insane and discredited past.

This idea cannot penetrate the loony bin of Woodstock because this community flails away endlessly in its wacky religion… rebellion against Daddy.  Visit the art galleries or listen to the music and you’ll hear this nonsense endlessly.  Kill all the Daddies and everything will be all right.  Woodstock is, in fact, an island of insane, demonically possessed women.  (And before you get angry with me, I know that you can drive 5 miles in any direction from Woodstock and find sane women.  And, yes, hiding out in the mountains, many brilliant artists who never venture into town practice their craft.  They bypass Woodstock completely and take their work to New York City.)

War is part of the human condition.  In some odd way, it’s necessary.  Doofus attempts to eradicate war from the planet lead inevitably to war.  A perpetual karmic cycle.  The Karaoke Queen says:  “It’s just God’s way of recycling humans.”  Woodstock isn’t fighting to end war.  It’s ensuring that the next war will be fought, and that war will eventually find its way to the Village Green.  Doing a damned good job of it too.  Especially the appallingly Stalinist Women in Black.  Best to just sit back and laugh.