Gay conservative Andrew Sullivan was a favorite columnist of mine until lately, when his writing turned into a throbbing drumbeat of self-pity because most of America isn’t going along with his favorite cause, gay marriage. Instead of crafting reasoned arguments for his position like his fellow gay-marriage advocate Jonathan Rauch (a recent guest of ours at the IWF), Andrew sulked in his corner.
But, oh boy, Andrew’s a Brit by birth–and when radical Muslims massacred more than three dozen of his countrymen in London yesterday, he stopped parodying Hamlet and woke up to supply some of the most biting commentary around–such as his observation that overnight the BBC has stopped referring to the murderers as “militants” and started using a more accurate description, “terrorists.”
Here’s Andrew’s link to the call to arms on conservative lesbian blog It Comes in Pints (Warning to non-South Park conservatives: It’s modeled after the theme song of Team America and makes liberal use of the F-word.)
Here’s Andrew’s link to the statement of Chief Appeaser George Galloway, member of Parliament for the Socialist Workers? Party:
“The loss of innocent lives, whether in this country or Iraq, is precisely the result of a world that has become a less safe and peaceful place in recent years.
“We argued, as did the Security Services in this country, that the attacks on Afghanistan and Iraq would increase the threat of terrorist attack in Britain. Tragically Londoners have now paid the price of the government ignoring such warnings.
“We urge the government to remove people in this country from harms way, as the Spanish government acted to remove its people from harm, by ending the occupation of Iraq and by turning its full attention to the development of a real solution to the wider conflicts in the Middle East.
“Only then will the innocents here and abroad be able to enjoy a life free of the threat of needless violence.”
We need to keep Guantanamo open, if only to ship Galloway there.
And here, finally, is Andrew’s link to the lyrics of Noel Coward’s lovely World War II song, “London Pride” (that’s a fernlike English plant):
“London pride has been handed down to us,
London pride is a flower that’s free.
London pride means our own dear town to us,
And our pride it forever will be.
Grey city
Stubbornly implanted,
Taken so for granted
For a thousand years.
Stay, city,
Smokily enchanted,
Cradle of our memories and hopes and fears.
Every Blitz
Your resistance
Toughening,
From the Ritz
To the Anchor and Crown,
Nothing ever could override
The pride of London Town.”
Keep it up, Andrew!