There are folks for whom government is the question, the answer, and the explanation.
Our liberal-progressive-socialist acquaintances measure good intentions rather than results. They measure inputs — preferably in the billions of dollars, not millions — rather than outcomes. It is a culture that needs victims as its feedstock like the local evening news needs barn fires. Everyone is a victim: black and brown people, women (an entire gender!), students, workers, the elderly. Even, in Madison WI, government employees are victims! They need a national guaranteed wage, free college and government-paid birth control. To be told how much sugar they may drink; who has too much speech and who, not enough; what they may say during an election campaign and when they may say it.
All need the protection of an activist government from their oppressors: white Christian men.
Which is why they must — like an Old Testament prophet — blame Hurricane Harvey on Houston and its Republican/libertarian ways. (It is also why they defend, as WI State Journal columnist Chris Rickert did recently, LBJ’s creation of the permanent give-away Society.)
The largest city in Texas is reaping an angry liberal’s wrath for voting Donald Trump. For its fundamentalist Christianity. For its NASCAR, rodeo, gun and Friday night football culture. For Big Oil and King Ranch pickup truck, cold beer and smoky beef on the fire pit.
Now those too-big for their britches Texas have had their comeuppance. They are victims!
Well, yes, victims of natural disasters ARE true victims. Unlike the gang banger who chooses to deal dope rather than hand in his school homework, say. Or Sandra Fluke, prime-time speaker at the 2012 Democratic National Convention, braying for Uncle Foolish to pay for her birth control while she attends a pricey private college.
What they are not is whiners blaming government for their distress.
Houston, according to Newsweek, that reliably liberal organ, “is drowning — in its freedom from regulations.” Never mind the Harvey is a magnitude of once in 500 years, that Houston’s topography is flat as a flapjack and its soil near-impermeable clay.
The Nation claims that “everyone is a socialist after a national disaster.” Don’t tell that to the bearded man in the photo above.
The likes of Willy Becker, a long-time Madison hard-line Stalinist who spells our country “AmeriKKKa,” posts this cartoon on his Facebook page:
Except that you won’t see any boats marked “FEMA” because that federal agency has no boats. (And dig the fanciful gender and race construct!) It is instructive that Mr. Becker, an Antifa fan boy, also posts the illustration below on his Facebook page with that friendly little hammer and sickle. (Tear down that wall!)
Houston refuses to lie down and play the blame game, unlike Mayor Nagin of New Orleans after Katrina.
Houston “didn’t wait for help. They became the help, and in so doing they inspired a nation.” So writes the essential David French in National Review.
A Facebooker with the un-PC handle of Liquorgunsbaconandtits writes:
Hundreds and hundreds of small boats pulled by countless pickups and SUVs from across the South are headed for Houston. Almost all of them driven by men. They’re using their own property, sacrificing their own time, spending their own money, and risking their own lives for one reason: to help total strangers in desperate need.
Most of them are by themselves. Most are dressed like the redneck duck hunters and bass fisherman they are. Many are veterans. Most are wearing well-used gimme-hats, t-shirts, and jeans; and there’s a preponderance of camo. Most are probably gun owners, and most probably voted for Trump.
These are the people the Left loves to hate, the ones Maddow mocks. The ones Maher and Olbermann just *know* they’re so much better than. These are The Quiet Ones. They don’t wear masks and tear down statues. They don’t, as a rule, march and demonstrate. And most have probably never been in a Whole Foods.
But they’ll spend the next several days wading in cold, dirty water; dodging gators and water moccasins and fire ants; eating whatever meager rations are available; and sleeping wherever they can in dirty, damp clothes. Their reward is the tears and the hugs and the smiles from the terrified people they help. They’ll deliver one boatload, and then go back for more.
And the next time they hear someone talk about “the patriarchy”, or “male privilege”, they’ll snort, turn off the TV and go to bed.
In short, Houston is what is great about America. Willie Becker is the police state.