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The Pat Tillman that few people knew

by Mojambo ( 117 Comments › )
Filed under Afghanistan at August 16th, 2010 - 9:00 pm

I am sorry to read that Pat Tillman was a leftist and had a criminal background. It nevertheless does not diminish his tragic death and the heroism he displayed by volunteering to service his country in Afghanistan. However there are some disturbing revelations in this article about how he died and what he believed.

by Kyle Smith

In May of 2003, an enlisted infantry soldier named Pat Tillman wrote in Baghdad, “a bunch of EPWs [enemy prisoners of war] escaped from across the street today. Twenty escaped while four have already been caught. Nub [his brother Kevin, also a soldier] and I are rooting for the other sixteen. Sometimes it’s hard not to cheer for the underdog. P.S. — These are not military POWs, but civilians they’re holding for info.”

Tillman knew that many “civilians” had helped run Saddam’s despotic regime. Certainly he knew that soldiers in war zones do not ordinarily cheer for the escape of the people they are trying to capture or kill.

Pat Tillman was a complicated guy.

This week the fallen Ranger, patriot, all-pro NFL safety, Noam Chomsky admirer, atheist, convicted assailant, publicity hater, seeker and — yes — war hero is the subject of a Michael Moore-praised documentary, “The Tillman Story,” that explores the circumstances of his death in April 2004. A more complete picture of Tillman emerges in “Where Men Win Glory,” the book by the quest chronicler Jon Krakauer (“Into Thin Air”), which has just been published in paperback with new material about the reasons why Tillman’s death was not publicly termed a fratricide until the month following his demise.

There is a lot of Tillman to grasp, and a lot of Tillman to go around. He was the manliest of men, yet a week before he shipped out to Afghanistan his wife joked that he had become so sensitive he was practically growing breasts. Liberals and conservatives are equally interested in seizing his legend, and in defining what he symbolized. The left will revel in “The Tillman Story” and read it as a ferocious indictment of a coverup that went to the highest levels in a tawdry effort to market a phony war.

Conservatives will reply that Tillman supported the Afghanistan invasion (though he strongly opposed the Iraq war), that accidental fratricide is a blunt fact as old as war, and that it’s understandable that military officers would want to make certain of the facts (and get a second opinion, and drag their feet) before announcing that the most famous enlisted man since Elvis Presley had been ripped apart by bullets fired by his friends.

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Every time he crossed that wire, he was on a mission to conquer the great within. At his worst, his gung-ho instincts betrayed his thirst for the ennobling, his warrior spirit — that flame Homer called thumos. In high school, a frenzied, out-of-control Tillman once joined a brawl that concluded with him savagely beating an innocent bystander he mistakenly thought had hit a friend of his. Tillman literally kicked his victim’s teeth in, and was charged with felony assault. When the judge learned that a conviction on this charge would void the teenager’s football scholarship to ASU, she lowered it to a misdemeanor. Tillman served 30 days in jail in 1994. Note that in Homer (whose “Iliad” furnishes Krakauer with the title of his biography), thumos is a quality that drives Odysseus forward — but one he must control in order to survive.

Tillman joined the Army for reasons that were stirring and selfless — or were they selfish? The question was much on his mind.

Though the point is disputed (by liberals, anyway), there can be little doubt why Tillman walked away from what could have been a multimillion-dollar payday as a strong safety in the NFL and enlisted in the Army. In the days following Sept. 11, 2001, Tillman said, “My great-grandfather was at Pearl Harbor. And a lot of my family has . . . gone and fought in wars. And I really haven’t done a damn thing as far as laying myself on the line like that.” He added, “We play football, you know? It is so unimportant compared to everything that’s taken place.” He enlisted in May of 2002 — the same week he got married. (His little brother Kevin, who would be just down the road when Tillman was slain, enlisted beside him, having walked away from his own job — second baseman for a Cleveland Indians farm team.)

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Tillman had said that he was repelled by the idea of his legend being “parade[d] through the streets” by the administration of George W. Bush, whom he derided as a “cowboy” for launching a “f – – – ing illegal” invasion of Iraq. But if Tillman could today talk to the soldiers who shot him, he would understand them. No matter how opposed he was to the Iraq invasion (at a time when American support was 79% and support among the troops “probably exceeded 95%,” according to Krakauer), he also wanted in. As a raw rookie, he was judged too green to come along when most of his team boarded helicopters and went off to engage the enemy at Iraq’s Qadisiyah Airbase a week after the war began. A few days earlier he had written, “My heart goes out to those who will suffer . . . most of those who will feel the wrath of this ordeal want nothing more than to live peacefully.”

Read the rest here: The complex, tragic life and death of Pat Tillman

Welcome to Mike Bloomberg’s nanny-state

by Mojambo ( 245 Comments › )
Filed under Progressives at August 2nd, 2010 - 2:00 pm

Did you know that you have a right to a healthy relationship? Neither did  I!  As Kyle Smith notes, the real rationale for “nanny statism” ( a staple of liberal government) is to provide jobs  (paid for by you and me)  for state “nannies”.  The average  worker for New York City, factoring in salary, over-time and benefits,  is worth $107,000 a year.  Think on that as you sweat to pay off your graduate school loans or mortgages.

by Kyle Smith

A poster placed on a Midtown Duane Reade by a friendly city employee begins,

“Does someone you love:

“—Humiliate, criticize or yell at you?

“—Hurt you, or threaten to hurt you?

“—Control your money?”

After a litany of similar questions, the poster informs us, “You have the right to a healthy relationship. If someone you love is hurting you or if you are afraid of someone you love, help is available in your language.”

The kicker is this advice: Call 311.

Because they’ll fix your busted relationship.

How many people you love have ever criticized or yelled at you? Maybe I’ve had an unusually difficult life, but in my case the number of people I’ve loved who have ever criticized me is: All of them. My wife likes to pluck stray hairs out of my eyebrows in public. That ticks the boxes on humiliating me, hurting me and (implicitly) criticizing me right there. I could call for help. But I have my doubts that the city will help me find a better wife.

When Mayor Bloomberg invented New York City’s 311 phone line and website, it sounded like a great idea. And in many ways it still is. It gives you a one-stop source for all of your queries about city services/nuisances in one place.

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Just try using 311 to complain about actions by bureaucrats such as the ones who staff 311. Like the nine business owners who were fined for propping open their doors during a heat wave. A spokeswoman for the Department of Consumer Affairs explained that her agency was monitoring the situation (there’s a job for you — propped-door detector) and responding to complaints. I wonder who lodged a complaint against, for instance, the Filene’s Basement in Union Square, which was fined $200. Daffy’s? TJ Maxx? Was Al Gore walking by and outraged by the cool air leaking onto grateful passersby? The DCA sounds a lot like a free revenge service for business rivals.

At some level, 311 — and by extension the city of New York — seems to think it’s in the business of improving your life. I have an idea for how to improve my life substantially: By spending my portion of the money the city is wasting on all these guidance counselors.

Read the rest here: Nanny state blues

Idiocy in age of FB

by Mojambo ( 153 Comments › )
Filed under Open thread, Technology at March 1st, 2010 - 9:30 am

I found this article which I thought was rather interesting and amusing. The moral of the story  being – be careful what you put on Facebook, MySpace, and on other Internet sites. Your interviewer or spouses divorce lawyer might well be checking you out!

by Kyle Smith

In the future, John Waters has predicted, the growth industries will be gay divorce and tattoo removal. But what’s even more embarrassing and indelible than a “Slippery When Wet” tattoo on a lumpy 52-year-old inner thigh? Social-networking photos and details. Today they’re fun. Tomorrow they’re info-tats.

A 2009 study concluded that 45% of employers were checking social-networking sites before deciding whether to hire someone. That’s shocking: only 45%? (A similar study the previous year reported that only 22% of employers were checking. Note the trend, and how quickly it’s moving.)

The news gets worse: of that 45% who bothered to check, 80% subsequently decided not to offer a job to someone based on info found on the sites. Facebook: the great job killer of the 21st century.

As an employer, you’re taking a chance when you hire someone. No one wants to hire a dud, but the stakes are larger than that. What if someone has a history of, say, posting rude sex jokes about women on his Facebook “wall” and turns out to be much the same around the coffee pot at work? No sex-harassment lawyer is going to fail to tell the jury that the company would have known it was making a hostile-workplace hire if only it had Googled Mr. Rufus T. Pervinator before putting him on the payroll.

The No. 1 reason not to hire someone discovered on social-networking sites, though, is “provocative or inappropriate photos.” A picture can be worth a thousand paychecks.

Facebook is also the new BFF of divorce lawyers, who called it their favorite place to find cyber-evidence in a survey this month. “Every client I’ve seen in the last six months had a Facebook page,” Ken Altshuler of the American Academy of Matrimonial Lawyers told The Post, “and the first piece of advice I give them is to terminate their page immediately.”

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Sure, post your secrets under a slightly different name known to only 500 of your friends. No risk of that ever leaking out!

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Deleting Facebook information can be surprisingly complicated, too: The fine print of the site makes it easy to “deactivate” your account but deleting each cringemaking photo or confession requires additional steps. And thanks to cached searches, information remains findable to the Web-savvy long after the page it came from has been deleted.

It’s the age of TMI. But people learn, slowly. After another few years of being educated by their own promiscuity with information, oversharers might take a giant leap backward and become as coy, demure and modest as Victorian letter-writers. It’s almost conceivable that, in the future, people might get to know each other by meeting up for conversation.

Read the rest: Idiocy in the age of Facebook