No commentary today.
No rants about politics and culture.
I am drained.
Here are some random pictures that will, hopefully, enliven a darkling plain.
It’s been another terrible, horrible very bad week with the release of a Democrat, ahem, study, that seeks to persecute President George W. Bush and the CIA for their efforts to protect America against genocidal IslamoNazis. The Democrat Senate report is a lynching, just as the Ferguson riots are lynch mobs, and just as Rolling Stone’s UVA story and Lena Dunham’s false accusations of rape are politically correct calls for lynching.
Postmodern liberals have no use for facts. They get off on creating narratives, compelling story-lines that comport with their world view. Just as the so-called Palestinians have created a narrative, so too does the Alinsky-aligned Democrat party. You will notice that Jew-hating Arab-Muslims have grafted themselves to the Ferguson riots from Oakland to New York. Indeed, Jew-hatred has found its niche in the new Democrat party. Scoop Jackson, Daniel Moynihan and John F. Kennedy are dead. Long live Al Sharpton, Barack Obama and CAIR, a Muslim Brotherhood front.
The North Korean cyber attack on Sony Studios has created an amusing if bizarre sideshow. The adolescent e-mail exchange between studio head Amy Pascal and uber-producer Scott Rudin about President Obama’s taste in movies (all black flicks, because Obama is only a black face to Hollywood liberals) reveals the hypocrisy which at the core of postmodern liberalism. If Pascal and Rudin were Conservatives they would be fired, disgraced. But because Pascal and Rudin are major contributors to the Democrat party they will get a pass, their dopey e-mails disappearing down a Soviet-style memory hole.
A few random photos to brighten your weekend.
When our children were little, one of our favorite Shabbat activities was leafing through art books. I’d sink into a comfortable chair. One of the children would plop into my lap. We’d look at reproductions of art, and make up stories about various paintings.
The best paintings are like scenes from movies never produced. The characters feel real. They think. They feel. We care about them. We want to know them. Most of all, we yearn to know what happens next.
Here are a few paintings that never failed to capture our imaginations.