Columnist Charles Krauthammer has unveiled — between the lines, mind you — another … massive … social disorder.
A couple weeks ago he proposed the U.S. adopt the “Holocaust Declaration.” An overwhelming U.S. retaliatory nuclear attack against Iran, should it launch a nuclear first strike on Israel.
A week later he announces “the era of nonproliferation is over.” There are no bad nukes, just bad regimes. We can scare Iran straight and preserve an ancient people (Israel) threatened with the final solution by threatening Iran (another ancient people) with the final solution.
Last week he was exposing Barack Obama as a liar, liar pants on fire for bringing up “the pin.”
Why this leap from hyperbole of the profoundly important to the incredibly trivial? How many politicians can wear a lapel pin? How many angels can stand on one? It’s a joke. It is trivial.
The Holocaust was no joke. Nor trivial.
The extraordinary influence of their monotheism on the world has been both asset and liability for the Jewish people. Their synthesis of borrowed gods and mythologies into the single all-powerful entity looking out for them was a resourceful innovation. Then their “Book” got borrowed. Christian and Islamic incarnations now far outnumber the originators.
The shift from “My god’s better than yours” to “God likes me better” has not lessened anti-Semitism or sectarian rivalry, as one attempts to out-do or suppress the other.
Krauthammer habits the Neo-Con-Spartan-Warrior pillow-fighters club and represents a first-hand American version of this condition.
What started out as tribes finding meaning with metaphorical mythologies and armed with clubs and magic spirits has metastasized into dogmatically religious nationalism. One military industrial complex under God. Armed with nukes is bad enough. Loving ‘em means full-blown dementia. In other words, the mother of all derangement syndromes.
Wayne C. Evans
Bothell
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