(Article changed on October 19, 2012 at 20:35)
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I couldn't watch the debates. Those two guys should just sing a song in unison, "Everything you can do, I can do better" No, you can't, yes, I can., etc..etc".
It was the reaction of the MSM that bothered me; I felt a smell of a dead cat.
The cat comes from the book by Lyons Feuchtwanger "Arms For America'- the great historical novel, practically unknown in the US. In that book Feuchtwanger tells a story about Benjamin Franklin and his first mission to Paris as a Representative of the Continental Congress, his efforts to sign a treaty with France and the great help provided to America by the notorious and famous Pierre Baumarchet, the adventurer, arms dealer and a literary genius, author of the immortal comedy "Marriage of Figaro'. For the record, it was Baumarchet, who devised a plan by which French government could use his name to send arms and munitions to Americans. He wanted to sell those arms for profit and guarantee the delivery of American spices and sugar to France. In a long run he never got anything back but his debts were covered by French taxpayers which contributed to already catastrophic situation of then French budget.
The book is marvelous, full of wit, brilliant characteristics and historical narratives. It sparkles like a wine. It is also dedicated to Ben Franklin; he is a protagonist and the level of respect and even love towards great Ben is overwhelming. "Behold the man,"- says about him the French Prime-Minister Maurepat and that's how we see him- the first American, famous on both sides of the Ocean.
Franklin came to France in a very tough period for the US revolution: the British were winning on all fronts and even Philadelphia was taken. It was a matter of life and death to achieve a treaty with the French, gain their military support and a sizable loan. Meanwhile Congress could not offer anything to the potential ally except for the slim promises of preferential sugar trading after the victory . Franklin was sent on a mission from Hell.
But he succeeded immensely. Not only he secured the good rapport with the French government- he became a celebrity in Paris and was the first foreigner in the 18th Century granted full membership in the French Academy. His portrait was exhibited in Versailles, his bust was there too, he was called "An old man in an orchard' because he lived in a beautiful orchard. All was well except for one thing- the French King, Louis the 16th hated him and could not stand him.
The young King (he was barely 23 at that time) was very pious and he could not approve in his soul any dealings and especially treaties with the people who revolted against his English cousin thus openly violating the Divine principles of governing by monarchy. He even contemplated at one point to offer England the French fleet as a help. But his ministers were obsessed with the chance to pay England back for the previous misfortunes and they pushed and pushed him; even the Queen Antoinette was insisting on that treaty. Louis got really angry, announced that he would not even consider such a thing and in a paroxysm- imprisoned Baumarchet as a crook who tried to involve the French Crown in his shadowy deals.
He then proceeded to his mechanical shop in Versailles. Yes, the King had a hobby making locks and other instruments. He was just working there when he got irritated by a cat meowing. Louis was sill angry, so he threw a piece of iron at the cat and hit it. In the morning his valet reported that the cat died and that it was not just some cat but the beloved pet of Madame Maurepat, the wife of His Prime-Minister. The King felt very guilty and offered his sincere apologies. But cunning Maurepat did not want to let it go. He pretended to be devastated and complained that His Majesty was already rather unpopular and that such horrible act could tarnish the Crown's reputation in the eyes of the aristocracy. He advised to sign the treaty with America and recognize the US diplomatically. He also advised to let Baumarchet go and allow to stage his new comedy in the Comedy Francaise theater. The King got tired from arguing. He signed everything. He only sighed ,'All of that for this one dead cat.'
That way according to Feuchtwanger, US revolution owes gratitude to Ben Franklin and the dead cat.
What is OK with the Jupiter is not OK with the Bull. The brilliant irony of the great writer is a fully justified literary method; that's how the great books are written. The similar speculation by the MSM about a real current even is pathetic. They want to convince us that what Obama said or how he said or what and how Romney said his nonsense could have a crucial influence on who will be a President. They chew and chew on meaningless phrases, semi-thoughts and disgusting lack of any cultural heritage of both sides; only they call that strategy, connecting with the people and new body language. They salivate on whether Romney used the word "binder' or when Obama used the word "terror' as if they don't know that our zombies never use their own words; they say what they are told to say and that is very tightly controlled.
Our MSM is vulgar. They are not just sellouts- they are lazy and mean. They look like overfed vampires. They do not hesitate to declare themselves being a pack of jackals fed by the leftovers of the powerful. If we compare then to any of the characters described in that book they would not qualify even to shine Baumarchet's shoes. What a coven of lazy bums!
No, there wasn't a dead cat in that debate hall; it was filled with dead people, millions of them. The people we killed in Iraq and Afghanistan, our own soldiers and civilians, the dead young poet from OWS, JFK, RFK and MLK, Rachel Corrie, dead British officials, killed to cover up the ugly story of the British alliance in Iraq, dead journalists and dead children of Belgrade. If they could come alive just for a moment, I doubt that Romney and Obama would be able to answer their questions. It was a town hall after all.
It was not worthy to watch those debates. I turned off the TV, pulled out the book "Arms For America' and opened it in the middle. The episode was about Franklin being called 'The Man whom Diogenes found at last.' That Greek philosopher walked down the streets with a slogan, 'I am in search of a man.' And guess what- he found the Man at last. That man was Ben Franklin. What would he had said if he could peek through the centuries and see those two zombies, I wonder?