Sometimes I wonder whether the right wing is insane. Other times, I'm sure of it.
Conservatism … plus ça change. You may have noticed the pattern: this or that prominent murder or set of murders occurs, the survivors wonder if perhaps there had to be so many gunz so readily available to Teh Crazee.Then on comes some whacked out buzzard with some horror tale about Teh Gun Grabbin' Liberals.
This time (again) it's Charles C.M. Cooke, who is really smart because (a) he has four names and (b) he's got an English accent, having left his native land, Air Strip One, for the colonies, apparently for the sole purpose of fondling his gun.
Anyhoo, Mr. Cooke has a child-like screed over at that comforter of white people, National Review, in which he "rants" (his word) about his Turner Diaries-esque fantasy about shooting it out with the government. Here's Herr Cooke:
You’re going to need a plan. A state-by-state, county-by-county, street-by-street, door-to door plan. A detailed roadmap to abolition that involves the military and the police and a whole host of informants — and, probably, a hell of a lot of blood, too.