There But For Unfortune
Mr. Sourby’s compassion aroused
On Sunday, a Kentuckian named Tim Profitt did a dumb, unfortunate thing, stepping or stomping on Lauren Valle’s shoulder or head, thus interrupting her satire
Yes, bad luck for poor Profitt! How unfortunate that his foot should have contacted the person of Lauren Valle in some unpleasant manner! “Unfortunate” is getting quite a work-out as a Paul-approved vanilla stand-in for more upsetting descriptions that might imply some kind of agency or ascribe malicious intent to the agent. No, Mr. Profitt was not roused by hatred to curb-stomp a petite young woman; his action was just misprised as a strategy and the goddess Fortuna did not smile upon him regarding the placement of his pedal extremity in his zeal to restrain the possible assassin wielding her weapon, an 14 X 17” piece of oaktag.
Our Irascible Media Critic is mildly discomfited at this unfortunate incident whereby the shoe of an Honest American came in contact with the shoulder and parts north of someone who was unwise enough to mock a hero of the salt-of-the-earth folks with whom Mr. Sourby feels so much affinity. The discomfiture merits a single sentence before his headlong rush to hold up his little card of ridicule in front of the smoked-glass windows of his own objects of scorn: Ed Shultz and Digby, Enemies of Wee the Peepple. Schultz and Digby have smeared the entire Tea Party with the foot of one single unfortunate man! Their indignation at the stepping-on of the shoulder area of this agitator is dumb and will lose the goodwill of the, well, let’s let him explain it:
During the years of the Long Liberal Silence, we liberals at least got to pretend that we are smarter and more nuanced than the other tribe. That fantasy has long since flown. Ed Schultz has become a loud rodeo clown. He seems determined to show the world that members of our tribe can make the big money enflaming dumb-asses too.
I would propose an experiment to Mr. Sourby, defender of the untrodden: go into a gathering of these fine folk (we won’t mention the “too” in that previous quote, with its ‘shhh! let’s not agitate the rubes!” undertone), and proclaim, “Muslims Are Not The Enemy!” and see how fortune treats you.