It's Called Projection
In the world of psychoanalysis, when someone falsely accuses people of doing bad things that they don't do but which he or she does regularly, the shrinks call it projecting.
In the world of psychoanalysis, when someone falsely accuses people of doing bad things that they don’t do but which he or she does regularly, the shrinks call it projecting.
When left-wingers are guilty of doing it, it’s called business as usual.
For instance, because those masked savages in Antifa have the audacity to pretend that because their name identifies them as anti-Fascist, we’re supposed to believe that anyone they attack must be, as the group insists, Fascists.
For one thing, anyone in this country who wears a mask in public, even if he claims to be on his way to a Halloween party, is clearly up to no good. And any mayor, such as Portland’s Mayor Edward Wheeler, who orders the city’s cops to stand down while the thugs attack a gay Vietnamese-American journalist named Andy Ngo because he happens to be a conservative, should be arrested by federal marshals. And any cop who accepted the order should at the very least be suspended without pay.
But those on the Left are notorious for this sort of misdirection. Consider the way they pretend that everybody aside from themselves are racists. Yet, they are the ones who never stop dwelling on race. They are the politicians who never stop pandering to blacks, pretending that blacks are oppressed by white people. Yet even honest blacks know that any group that fails to raise their own children in two-parent homes, that fails to pursue education, that engages in large-scale crime and is constantly blaming others for their own failures, will forever constitute the underclass of a society in which legal immigrants from Asia, Africa and Latin America, constantly out-perform them.
One of the most outlandish bits of left-wing projection takes the form of identifying Israel as an oppressive nation and President Trump as an anti-Semitic Nazi.
Generally, the Left doesn’t come right out and express its hatred of Jews, instead preferring to explain it’s only Israel’s policies they find objectionable, even if they can’t quite specify which policies those are. Would it be the fact they allow Arabs to serve in their legislature; that they pay reparations to Arabs and Muslims who have suffered collateral damage when Israel has responded to missile fire from their neighbors; or might it just be enough that they are America’s allies?
As for President Trump, if he had an anti-Semitic bone in his body, is it likely he would have his orthodox Jewish son-in-law advising him on foreign policy; that he would have his Jewish (by conversion) daughter advising him on domestic policy; or that he would have his three Jewish grandchildren in his will?
On the advice of a friend, I recorded and watched a recent “60 Minutes,” something I hadn’t done in at least a decade.
Of the three segments, I thought the most interesting was the one devoted to 99-year-old Benjamin Ferencz, who is the last of the attorneys who prosecuted Nazis at Nuremburg.
A lively and amusing fellow, barely five-feet tall, Ferencz has spent most of the years since Nuremburg giving speeches and starting organizations in the naïve hope that wars will one day be a thing of the past.
I won’t speak for others, but, frankly, I’m sick and tired of movies, books and well-intentioned people, alerting me to the fact that wars are bloody affairs in which many wonderful people are killed and maimed. What I object to, aside from being lectured to as if I were as brainless as any of the 20 morons currently running for the Democratic nomination, is that there is often no option to war.
What, I would like to ask Mr. Ferencz, would he have suggested the world do about Imperial Japan and Nazi Germany? Were good men supposed to just stand by while the Japanese conquered all of Asia, enslaving hundreds of millions of people and turning all the women who didn’t happen to be Japanese into whores to serve the sexual needs of its soldiers?
How many more Jews, Catholics, Gypsies and cripples, had to be murdered before Mr. Ferencz would have said “Enough”?
The fact is, he tried to enlist in both the Air Force and the Marines, but at his height, only the Army would accept him.
I’m sure he would say that World War II was a just war. But what would his position have been when Winston Churchill suggested to FDR that the Brits and the Americans in 1945 push the Soviet Union back to its original borders, and FDR demurred?
But demur he did, and before you could hum the opening bars of the “Internationale,” the Soviet anthem, hundreds of millions of Poles, Hungarians, Lithuanians, Czechs and Bulgarians, were being enslaved by Stalin.
People always have the option of not going to war. All they have to do is roll over for those who wish to put them in chains.
To me, pacifism is merely virtue-signaling by those who don’t care about other people being turned into beasts of burden and only become concerned when its their own necks being measured for yokes.
It is the reason I very much despise the Noble Peace Prize. It isn’t simply because it has been bestowed on the likes of Woodrow Wilson, Henry Kissinger, Le Duc Cho, Yasser Arafat, Kofi Annan, Jimmy Carter, Al Gore, Barack Obama and on several occasions, to the U.N., but because of the entities that never received recognition.
I refer to the R.A.F. and the American military, although they did more to oppose evil and bring about peace than a division of diplomats and a battalion of pacifists.
At the second of the foolish debates, Joe Biden said his first priority as president would be to defeat Donald Trump. That is the problem when you’ve rehearsed an answer and they don’t ask the question you expected.
I know Biden is old, but I’m even older, and even I could grasp the fact that if Biden were the president, it would mean he had already defeated Trump.
I know they say that the legs are the first thing to go, but, as Biden clearly proves, that’s not always the case.
Bob Hunt sent me a list of 14 reasons why some men might prefer living with a dog to living with a wife. I’m not saying that’s true in my case, even though I do have a dog and I no longer have a wife. As usual, I’m merely a conduit.
The later you are, the more excited your dog is to see you.
Dogs don’t take it personally if you call them by another dog’s name.
Dogs like it if you leave a lot of stuff on the floor.
A dog’s parents never visit.
Dogs agree that you have to raise your voice to get your point across.
You never have to wait for a dog; they’re ready to go 24 hours a day.
Dogs find you amusing when you’re drunk. (For one thing, you’re far more likely to drop food on the floor in that condition.)
Dogs like to go hunting and wishing.
A dog will never wake you up in the middle of the night to ask: “If I died, would you get another dog?”
If a dog has babies, you can place an ad in the paper and give them away.
A dog will let you put a studded collar on it without calling you a pervert.
If a dog smells another dog on you, it won’t get mad. It will just think it’s interesting.
Dogs like to ride in the back of a pickup truck. (And if it sits inside, it won’t tell you how to drive or complain if you get lost.)
If a dog leaves, it won’t take half your stuff with it.
Mr. Hunt suggests you test his theory by locking your dog and your wife in the garage for an hour. Then open the garage and see which of them is happy to see you.