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sub_dividedWe're at that point in Modern Chinese History (technically Modern East Asian History, but don't let the course name fool you) where everything becomes an "ist" or "ism". Which segues neatly into:
Lyndon LaRouche is a catch-phrase name for me: I heard it a lot growing up, but never really knew what it meant. So when his supporters showed up with pamphlets today, I grabbed a few--I had this vague image of a far-left Alan Greenspan.
Ahaha, no. The scary thing about this guy isn't how apocalyptic he is, or that he can call Arnold Schwartzenegger our future Fuehrer with a straight face, but that he's toning himself down in most of his publications. If you talk to his people for any length of time they will give you a second pamplet which is even more conspiracy-theorist than the first pamplet, and a nudge and a wink because hey, you know something that most of the population does not. You have seen the Light of LaRouche!
He makes a good point about Bush's plan to privatize Social Security--that it isn't about the workers, it's about bolstering domestic investment because we need something to keep the dollar afloat in the face of a trillion dollar National Debt. At least I think it might be a good point? If a little too grandious as he describes it. But the thing is....the thing is, he's impossible to take seriously, not just because of the isms, but because he can't, when writing, avoid chopping his sentences into pieces, with commas, which are a way of indicating verbal pauses, although usually writing isn't the same as talking--but in this case it is, because half of all "articles" are transcibed straight from his own mouth. <-- multiply that sentence by fourty pages, add references to Nazism and fascism, and you'll know what it's like to read a LaRouche pamplet. (Note to self: you write like that too sometimes. STOP.)
I bet you think I'm exaggerating. This guy proves that all you need to do to gain a following is keep talking.
P.S.Princess Tutu. I swore to myself I'd never like That Jerk With the Pouffy Black Hair, but I am weak and easily swayed. I don't feel too bad: Princess Tutu might very well be the most deviously manipulative anime ever produced.
Lyndon LaRouche is a catch-phrase name for me: I heard it a lot growing up, but never really knew what it meant. So when his supporters showed up with pamphlets today, I grabbed a few--I had this vague image of a far-left Alan Greenspan.
Ahaha, no. The scary thing about this guy isn't how apocalyptic he is, or that he can call Arnold Schwartzenegger our future Fuehrer with a straight face, but that he's toning himself down in most of his publications. If you talk to his people for any length of time they will give you a second pamplet which is even more conspiracy-theorist than the first pamplet, and a nudge and a wink because hey, you know something that most of the population does not. You have seen the Light of LaRouche!
He makes a good point about Bush's plan to privatize Social Security--that it isn't about the workers, it's about bolstering domestic investment because we need something to keep the dollar afloat in the face of a trillion dollar National Debt. At least I think it might be a good point? If a little too grandious as he describes it. But the thing is....the thing is, he's impossible to take seriously, not just because of the isms, but because he can't, when writing, avoid chopping his sentences into pieces, with commas, which are a way of indicating verbal pauses, although usually writing isn't the same as talking--but in this case it is, because half of all "articles" are transcibed straight from his own mouth. <-- multiply that sentence by fourty pages, add references to Nazism and fascism, and you'll know what it's like to read a LaRouche pamplet. (Note to self: you write like that too sometimes. STOP.)
I bet you think I'm exaggerating. This guy proves that all you need to do to gain a following is keep talking.
P.S.Princess Tutu. I swore to myself I'd never like That Jerk With the Pouffy Black Hair, but I am weak and easily swayed. I don't feel too bad: Princess Tutu might very well be the most deviously manipulative anime ever produced.
