Pure blasphemy. That is what Glenn Beck’s rally today at the Lincoln Memorial to “restore honor” is touted to be about. Forgive me: I hadn’t realized that we lost our honor. Unless of course, one thinks that having Barack Hussein Obama as our President is a loss of honor. Perhaps a “black mark” (use your imagination to extend that metaphor) on our history?
Enough of this gobbledygook. The real blasphemy is that I need to go down to the D.C. wharf to buy some beautiful Maryland blue crabs for my dinner tonight with a special guest, and if Beck’s rally and his “peace-loving” participants who will be toting an arsenal of guns prohibit my trek into D. C., there will be hell to pay. Forget about my Maypo; I want my crabs.
Jon Stewart had a mouthful to say about Beck’s efforts to restore honor:
Check back. I will provide you with an update.
Just got back home from the wharf. My mind-set was to barrel through the traffic and confusion in our D.C. metro area, do whatever it takes, to get those crabs. And I did. I took a circuitous route to avoid the mayhem and finally the wharf, which is truly one of D.C.’s best spots to visit, was a joy to see. After haggling with the vendors about whether the crabs were really “jumbo”, “large” or just plain “medium”, after my visit into the refrigerator to hand-pick the crabs, after putting on those rubber gloves so I could determine the heft of each crab and after negotiating the price of the crabs, I am one happy camper.
As for the disruptive Glenn Beck who really, now, is on his own mission (no surprise that Sarah Palin will be “orating” at Beck’s gathering today), I leave these words, offered up by one of my Daily KOS readers: “Martin Luther King had a dream. Glenn Beck has a scheme.”