Most atheists prone to bantering online have dealt with people who confidently tell them they’re in for a big surprise when their earthly days are over. This brand of faithstruck person isn’t content to just pass along this untenable wisdom, perhaps with a touch of real, if misguided, sadness; he says such things as if he himself will actually be there to catch, and indeed relish, the look of horrified surprise on his godless interlocutor’s face when the nonbeliever discovers, far too late, that the deity he rejected his whole life is about to dispatch him to Hell for an incalculable duration of boundless torment.
Militantly dissatisfied bloggers such as “Big Dog” remind me of these kinds of exchanges. His type is everywhere these days: a crude and rockheaded brand of jingo-essayist steeped in apocalyptic and unsubstantiated ideas about the current administration, a frightfully unsophisticated observer with a voting card whose only concern is firing off as many would-be and genuine slurs (“socialist,” “Marxist,” “communist” “terrorist sympathizer,” “anti-American,” and of course “magic Negro”) as time, space, and inspiration from far-right media outlets permit.
It’s with this post in mind that I make these observations. Commenter Adam asks “Big Dog,” “So how are you coming up with this ‘TRILLION’ term[?]” The same way he “comes up with” everything else, of course–he either lies about what he reads or, better yet, flat-out invents what he needs. Just look at this and any other randomly selected “Big Dog” post; it’s full of phrases like “Early word is” and “The three traitors…will see their work undone” and “[the package] will spend a TRILLION dollars on a plethora of Democratic pet projects but create very few jobs” and “it is going to get bad” and more.
It’s one thing to make predictions based on facts and data at hand. It’s another to blather from a pulpit of incoherence and ignorance, like “Big Dog” does, each and every time out. He’s like a profane Magic 8-Ball for high-school dropouts with a closet full of moldering BDUs and a collection of highly serviceable muskets.
Then there’s the pitifully clumsy attempt to sweep reality clean under the rug: “They will try to blame [civil unrest] on George Bush but this belongs entirely to them.” Right; if a nation of spineless Elmer Fudd clones were really to abandon the safety of their basements and take up arms against Democrats, it would be because Democrats, you know, made them do it.
This kind of talk is from the same rhetorical playbook as “Darwinists try to blame the Holocaust on crazed ideologues, but it belongs entirely to them.” Say it, shout it, keep your fingers in your ears and your head in turn buried in your arse, and a select few nameless simpletons will happily agree with your unsubstantiated, anonymous screeds emitted at klaxon volumes.
It’s interesting to reflect on the 200th anniversary of Charles Darwin’s birth that those who cannot stifle their talk of killing those with whom they disagree are invariably those who fail to either understand or accept modern science on the whole. “Big Dogs” are a dime a dozen, but if someone can find a blog run by a scientifically literate sort that extols the supposed virtues of genocide and anarchy, I’d be interested to see it.
See, when you write from the gut rather than relay on some semblance of facts, you can create the illusion of having something meaningful to say, and when you can attract illiterate lackwits who write things like “it isn’t just the nego,” you can puff out your chest with pride because similarly primal and resentment-driven people concur with you.
This “Big Dog” production is not a blog in any meaningful sense, if such a sense can be defined as requiring the creator to maintain some connection to reality. Otherwise it’s a reckless and disjointed novel-in-regress about a hypothetical dystopia. “Big Dog,” like most of those you link to and vice versa, does not discuss his ideas outside of your own nutjob echo chambers, and he never will, because at some level he realizes that he cannot begin to support his own positions. The number of times he’s been caught telling whoppers by meatbrain alone just in the past month is almost comical.
This site is no more than a place for resentful racist hillbillies to gather and symbolically act out their bloodlust-driven fantasies about killing people they disagree with. I suppose that makes it a “blog” by some definition, since there are scores like it. And I’m sure that in the moments that “Big Dog” is able to break free of his own life dissatisfaction, he’s very proud of himself for reaching out with his “open season on Democrats” rebel yowls and getting a heartwarming “there comes a time when we need to spank the kids and beat the dog” in return.