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Friday, January 13, 2017

The New Yorker - The Music Donald Trump Can't Hear

The New Yorker:

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1 comment:

  1. Splendid restraint - we must wait till para. 12 until the Nazi comparison pops. Did any of the people who write this rubbish attend a modern European History class? Just as the cultural left was deaf to the core decay that made this possible, their response is mostly a long sad whine, punctuated with an occasional howl.
    Witness the delicious satisfaction as the culturati declare: We won't sing for the Inauguration! Awesome, dudes, as the pajama-clad millennials used to say. My prof. of European History had the scar of 30 stitches on his forearm from street fights with Sturmabteilung in Hamburg; the real business of culture wars is so much more fun!
    Do you expect the resistance to arise, perhaps from the Universities, gutted by decades of cultural Marxism, or perhaps the unions, lured in by the siren call of long-lost industrial jobs? The corporate powers, who meekly thread their way to the Trump Tower, when summoned by the dreaded tweet?
    The music you can hear, written by that other dreaded German, is Götterdämmerung.