Several readers have asked what I think about the snuff tape from Iraq that's making the rounds. Well, you should already know what I think. Empires, dying or otherwise, have numerous willing executioners. Teach them to use advanced weaponry, drill them in the righteousness of the imperial cause, then sit back and watch foreign bodies explode. And the sorry thing is, that tape is tame compared to other tales of slaughter in Iraq, Afghanistan, Yemen, Pakistan, and Somalia. Slap a laugh track on it, get some shit comedian to crack wise over the killings, and you have a Spike TV series. Ho hum. Another day in paradise.
Jon Schwarz is covering this quite well, with help from John Caruso. If you have yet to read them, do so now. But for me, Bill Hicks caught this condition in the crosshairs, if you'll excuse the ballistic metaphor. Like Jack Black's Wonderboy, Bill preferred mind bullets to the real thing.
I'm the author of "MR. MIKE: The Life and Work of Michael O'Donoghue, The Man Who Made Comedy Dangerous," "AMERICAN FAN: Sports Mania and the Culture That Feeds It," and "SAVAGE MULES: The Democrats and Endless War."
I wrote jokes for Bill Maher and countless other comics, some of whom ran for public office. I've done the media/public speaking thing, pounding podiums when not singing and dancing for tossed coins. Once upon a time I wrote Red State Son, the archive of which can be found in the blogroll below.