Sunday, December 09, 2018

Burying The Weekly Standard

A well-deserved epitaph for a war-mongering Never Trump outfit.

...Ultimately, it was a magazine by, of, and for the effete, smug, perennial-loser collaborationists now scornfully referred to as cucks—and the cucks and their Liberal-Lite governing philosophy have finally exceeded their sell-by date. The Left despises them, in spite of the cucks’ eternal quest to court their favor and acceptance; the new New Right—brash, muscular, eager to do real battle with the Left not on the Left’s terms but its own, undeterred by the necessity of getting down and dirty in order to secure meaningful victories—has no use for them; and the market for mushy, ineffectual, dithering pedantry has become, shall we say, bearish. So the Standard is going out not with a bang but with something more akin to the squeaky honk of a halfheartedly-suppressed fart in public: mildly embarrassing, and best overlooked by all present....

Not much to add to that.  As usual, ColdFury does an excellent job.

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