Kerry Sides With the Enemy, As Usual

John Kerry's defense of the Pelosi traitorous debacle in Syria, demonstrates in no uncertain terms, the moral sickness of Modern Liberalism, as James Taranto so succinctly points out.

John Kerry says:

We Democrats should've been unapologetic last week defending Speaker Pelosi because the truth was on our side: She had a right to go. And she was right to go. The coordinated attack on her trip to Syria was as inappropriate as it was irresponsible. And when that happens to one of our leaders, we should all damn well stand up and be counted in our support, or else we hand partisan operatives on the other side a dangerous victory.

James Taranto says:

The telling phrase here is "the other side." Which side is Kerry on? The Democrats' against the Republicans', it would seem, not America's against its enemies.

It used to be said that politics ends at the water's edge--that is, that both parties stood in solidarity against foreign foes. Many of today's Democrats have precisely inverted the meaning of that adage. They stand against Republicans, even if that means standing in solidarity with America's enemies.

The Gunslinger says:

The degeneracy of the Modern Liberals is almost breathtaking. And they seem to have no idea they are being consumed by the corruption. They stand stiff-necked and proud of their betrayal of all things good, and stand shoulder to shoulder with evil the likes of which our ancestors fought and died to erradicate.

If we don't erradicate Modern Liberalism, we too shall fall. As great as America is, it cannot withstand this assualt of pure evil from within. Great empires cannot survive their own disease of spirit.

And make no mistake, Modern Liberalism is a disease worse than any the planet has ever known. The Plague and AIDs are sniffles by comparison.

The Black Death and AIDS attack only the body, Modern Liberalism conquers and destroys the soul. A fate, literally, worse than death.

Living in Modern Liberalism's Capital, California, is like living in the movie, Night of the Living Dead: They are everywhere...minds blasted, drooling, shuffling in unison to the inhuman call of masters black and bloated with corruption; issuing grunts, cackles and bleats without intelligence or understanding, devouring everything healthy, bright and beautiful, gnawing on the bones of our past, tearing down sacred traditions and institutions, creating a dark chaos where once there was order and light; prefering the graveyard to the garden.

And like the phantoms in your nightmares, they will never tire, never stop the chase; never give up until they have eaten our souls, too.

Unless we stop them once and for all. Whatever it takes, stakes through the heart, silver bullets, holy water, sacred fire...we'd better figure it out, and soon. Or the whole planet is going to be turned into their preferred real estate.

The Gunslinger