That’s what they were all bleating about last year. Family values, sacrifice, yadda yadda.
This year, it’s different. Roy catches Lileks and Red State moaning about what a bunch of commies those animated penguins in Happy Feet are, what with their not-being-all-that-happy-footed-about-the-destruction-of-the-ice-shelf and all.
Perhaps they can console themselves with the fact that these penguins are cartoons. Real penguins, now real penguins, they’re conservative.
Well, except for those gay ones.
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oh, Lileks. how can someone so funny be so clueless?
Nah, they’re probably just Log Cabin Penguins.
I wonder how political fanatics decide which movies they’ll twist themselves into pretzels to portray as politically good, and which they’ll twist themselves into pretzels to portray as politically bad. When conservatives want to make it look like the entire world is against them, they invent liberal-leftist-communist-Jewish-Muslim-atheist-Satanist-feminist conspiracies. But occasionally there are movies they like and will defend the merits of to ridiculous lengths.
Like Cinderella Man.
Of course they’re Log Cabin Penguins. Otherwise they couldn’t afford the tuxes. Duh.
Like The Passion. Or Saving Private Ryan. I had an extended argument with someone once about how the extreme violence in these movies compared with the less extreme violence in say, Fight Club or Hostel.
I guess as long as it’s Jesus or our Grandfathers, violence in movies is fine family fun. But otherwise, it’s what’s behind school shootings and whatnot.
I totally want to see Happy Feet, though, because last summer I was cracked up so completely by the trailer with the little penguin singing “My Way.” That is, after put aside the slight creep-out I got from Robin Williams, white guy, doing a stereotypical “Hispanic” accent.
Sigh. There’s always something.
I’m a bit confused as to where Lileks described the penguins as commies. Is it because he’s pro-fishing?
I just found out that Michael Medved doesn’t like it. That clinches it. I’m going.
Cinderella Man — don’t get me started (too late):
“Screwball Maxie” Max Baer was not a sneering bad guy. He was a physically gifted heavyweight with no self-discipline, a partier with a what-me-worry approach to life. He was really good looking, and all he wanted to do was have a lot of sex (and unlike Joe Louis, he did not beat the shit out of Lena Horne, or any other sex partner that I know of). So he lost fights he should have won, including to a washed-up former prospect named Braddock. Braddock is the Buster Douglas of an earlier era — not wholly without talent, but only capable of pulling off that upset when his much better opponent was mentally unprepared for a professional prize fight. Lennox Lewis lost to Oliver McCall. What does one make of that? Mental lapse. Nothing more.
(Sidenote on Baer, who was neither Jewish by faith nor upbringing, and famously was not circumcised, but had some Jewish ancestry: When he fought Schmelling, he wore a Star of David on his trunks. He passes the Martin Niemoller test, and not many people do.)
Braddock promptly lost to Joe Louis, who was a shitty person but a great fighter.
It’s a nice story, but the real import can be summarized as follows: “If you’re both hard-working and extraordinarily lucky, you may be able to capitalize on an opportunity created by someone’s ineptitude. If you do, people will praise your virtue, and some will use it as a bludgeon to blame the less fortunate for not duplicating your achievements.”
It’s true. The penguin agenda is a very true, very frightening reality. I’ve even been looking back on those penguin waiters that danced with Dick Van Dyke in Mary Poppins, who, if you ask me, were not only light on their feet, but also light in their loafers. I mean, really- it’s been there all along, seeping into the public sub-consciousness- ie: “Well, if it’s ok for penguins to tap dance all around and have hot gay sex afterwards… then it must be ok! And if the penguins are non-conformist environmentalists….” I think we can see where this is going.