by Burt Prelutsky

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I would probably be more excited about the uprising in Iran if, one, I thought there was any chance that the mullahs and the Ayatollah Khamenei would be ousted; or, two, if the impossible actually took place, it would turn out any better than any of those other uprisings in the Middle East.

We in America tend to be starry-eyed about revolutions because ours turned out so well. But those who took up arms against King George were a group of extraordinary men who, in retrospect, appear to have been divinely inspired. What’s more, they weren’t Arabs and Muslims, they were mainly religiously-observant Christians.

Revolutions and civil wars won by atheists or Muslims, such as occurred in France, Russia, China, Cuba, Iran, Libya, Egypt and Syria, tend to result in tyrannies as bad or worse than those they replaced.

At the time of the highly-touted Arab Spring, I predicted that it would quickly evolve into an Arab Winter. I didn’t regard it as one of my bolder predictions; it seemed obvious to me that people who haven’t shown any particular interest, through the millennium, in freedom for themselves or for others weren’t going to come up with the likes of Washington, Adams, Madison or Jefferson.

* Some elitists are soiling their diapers because President Trump refuses to mollycoddle North Korea, Pakistan or the U.N. What a welcome change from Barack liar-nObama, a weak sister who, I’m guessing, spent his early years coughing up his milk money to schoolyard bullies and being given swirlies in the boys’ bathroom!

While the rest of us regard Trump as a breath of fresh air, the likes of clown-Schumer, Pulosi, scum-Durbin and scum-Blumenthal, are smelling swamp gas. They are so afraid of an American leader who places the concerns of Americans ahead of what the chiselers at the U.N. or the bumbling bureaucrats in the EU insist should be our agenda, they can barely give voice to their outrage. Instead, they wind up sounding like a barnyard of squawking chickens.

Personally, I hope Trump doesn’t just stop sending Pakistan $250 million a year; I would like to see him cut the Pakis loose altogether. Those double-dealers have been far more welcoming to terrorists fighting us in Afghanistan than they’ve been to us, often shutting down our supply routes, while simultaneously offering rest and refuge to the Taliban.

For the life of me, it has never made any sense why we have chosen to cozy up to the folks who provided Osama bin Laden with a hiding place for years. Why on earth would we choose to marry the Islamic Pakistan, when Hindu India is right next door, just waiting for us to sweep her off her feet?

India, by the way, has seven times as many people as Pakistan, and, what’s more, is a democracy.

* I was sorry to hear that Orrin Hatch will be retiring from the Senate this year. At his age, he certainly deserves a few years out of the rat race, but it means he will be replaced by Mitt Romney. Admittedly, when the choice was Romney or liar-nObama in 2012, I was one of Romney’s most ardent supporters. But, over the past two years, he has consistently added his voice to the chorus of Never-Trumpers or at least Hardly-Ever-Trumpers, that includes Karl Rove, Rich Lowry and Jonah Goldberg.

These are the prep boys of the GOP who prize style over content. They don’t even necessarily think Trump’s agenda is wrong, they simply think Trump is boorish. They wouldn’t invite this brash kid to their parties and they certainly wouldn’t let him sit at their lunch table, although I’m sure they wouldn’t mind it if the rich boy picked up the check.

* The once proud city of Chicago has seen Baltimore pass it in per-capita murders this past year. The Windy City, which could point with pride to 771 homicides in 2016, saw the number tumble to 650 in 2017. One can only hope that the three murders that took place in the first 24 hours of the new year is a sign of things to come. I realize that no city, not even Chicago, could be expected to keep up a pace that would see 1,095 of its citizens bite the dust in 2018, but is 800, all of them registered Democrats, too much to ask?

Speaking of which, Mayor Rahm Emanuel and Chicago’s City Council have determined that August 4th will hereafter be celebrated as Barack liar-nObama Day. I guess they’ve forgiven him for not moving back to his old stomping grounds, as he had promised to do. But, then, what’s one more lie in a life and political career that was built on them?

* Some unidentified prankster has been busy, adding a second sign reading “Felons, Illegals & MS-13 Welcome!” to the official highway signs welcoming tourists and transplants to California.

* The author Isaac Asimov once wrote: “There is a cult of ignorance in the United States, and there always has been. The strain of anti-intellectualism has been a constant thread winding its way through our political and cultural life, nurtured by the false notion that ‘my ignorance is just as good as your knowledge.’”

Perhaps because Asimov died 26 years ago, he didn’t survive long enough to discover that it is among those who regard themselves as intellectuals and culture mavens – college professors, authors, New York critics, journalists and even those alleged “scientists” who have taken up such causes as man-made global warming – who have been the major purveyors of ignorance, partisan propaganda and blatant lies.

* We’ll close with a joke, set appropriately on a college campus. In a crowded library, to be specific.

A young male student looking for a place to settle asked a coed if he might share her table. The girl, in a very loud voice, replied: “No, I don’t wish to have sex with you!”

Everyone in the library immediately turned and stared at the young man, who blushed and hurried away to find a spot at the far end of the room.

After a few minutes, the girl quietly approached him and said with a laugh: “I study psychology, and I know what a man is thinking. I guess you were pretty embarrassed; right?”

The man responded in a loud voice: “A thousand dollars for a single night?! Are you insane?!”

Everyone in the library turned and stared in shock at the coed.

The young man whispered: “I study law, and I know how to screw people.”

In a certain kind of movie these days, that would serve as a meet-cute, and the two bratty liberals would go on to fall in love and get married.

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