Those who read this site for salacious celebrity gossip and media rumors may want to look away for a moment (man, I told you there would be times like these), however, the handful of people that may read this site that know me personally or that remember this organization’s greener days -- when the light of something decent shone through the morass -- might want to know my thoughts on a less ephemeral subject than Tara Subkoff’s latest junior lezzie fling. They don’t? Too bad, I’m going to share anyway.
When Drudge announced this morning that Nikki Finke, of LA weekly, had been told by sources close to the Reagan family that the ex-president’s condition had “taken a dramatic turn for the worse,” many, like my self, assumed that Reagan was already dead. Indeed the official announcement came a few hours later. The Washington Post had a five page obituary in the queue that they posted on the web almost immediately. Over eight-hundred news-outlets posted less ambitious pieces before the announcement was an hour old.
So, in the end, who was the man that is now worshipped by Conservatives as almost Christ like? He was a crypto-fascist and a master fake. During his administration this country was plunged into a dark night of religious intolerance in which it still wallows. Minorities and homosexuals labored away from the sunlight of compassion even when they were visited upon by scourges for all time; the Crack and Aids epidemics, respectively. And yes, he was a puppet of an unholy alliance between big business (especially the arms industry) and the religious Right. But this fact does not absolve him from responsibility for the suffering that his administration and cronies visited. If Reagan brought a sense of pride back to certain populations of America, as his apologists claim, it was at a price much too high.