It takes more than a bumper sticker
By MARK
STEYN
This
has been a strange and deadly week in America. On Monday, two bombs exploded at
the Boston Marathon, the first successful terrorist attack on a civilian target
on American soil since 9/11.
And yet
a mere two days later, Boston's death toll was surpassed by a freak fertilizer
accident at a small town in Texas.
In
America, all atrocities are not equal: Minutes after the Senate declined to
support so-called gun control in the wake of the Newtown massacre, the
president rushed ill-advisedly on air to give a whiny, petulant performance
predicated on the proposition that one man's mass infanticide should call into
question the constitutional right to bear arms.
Simultaneously,
the media remain terrified that another man's mass infanticide might lead you
gullible rubes to question the constitutional right to abortion, so the ongoing
Kermit Gosnell trial in Philadelphia has barely made the papers — even though
it involves large numbers of fully delivered babies who were decapitated and
had their feet chopped off and kept in pickling jars. Which would normally be
enough to guarantee a perpetrator front-page coverage for weeks on end.
In the
most recent testimony, one of the "clinic"'s "nurses"
testified that she saw a baby delivered into the toilet, where his little arms
and feet flapped around as if trying to swim to safety.
Then
another "women's health worker" reached in and, in the procedure's
preferred euphemism, "snipped" the baby's neck — i.e., severed his
spinal column.
"Doctor"
Gosnell seems likely to prove America's all-time champion mass murderer. But
his victims are ideologically problematic for the media, and so the poor
blood-soaked monster will never get his moment in the spotlight.
The
politicization of mass murder found its perfect expression in one of those near
parodic pieces to which the more tortured self-loathing dweebs of the fin de
civilization west are prone. As the headline in Salon put it, "Let's Hope
The Boston Marathon Bomber Is A White American." David Sirota is himself a
white American, but he finds it less discomforting to his Princess Fluffy Bunny
worldview to see his compatriots as knuckle-dragging nutjobs rather than
confront all the apparent real-world contradictions of the diversity quilt. He
had a lot of support for his general predisposition.
"The
thinking, as we have been reporting, is that this is a domestic extremist
attack," declared Dina Temple-Raston, NPR's "counterterrorism
correspondent."
"Officials are leaning that way largely because of the timing of the attack. April is a big month for anti-government and right-wing individuals. There's the Columbine anniversary, there's Hitler's birthday, there's the Oklahoma City bombing, the assault on the Branch Davidian compound in Waco."
Miss
Temple-Raston was born in my mother's homeland of Belgium, where, alas, there
were more than a few fellows willing to wish the Fuhrer happy birthday back
when he was still around to thank you for it. But it was news to me it was such
a red-letter day in the Bay State. Who knew? At NPR,
"counterterrorism" seems to mean countering any suggestion that this
might be terrorism from you know, the usual suspects.