January 9, 2012, - 1:04 pm
If you were paying attention to the mainstream media yesterday or today, you learned that it was time to pay great homage to the most important event in U.S. history–the shooting of Gabby Giffords. Neither 9/11 nor the attack on Pearl Harbor nor America’s birth as a nation gets the attention or faux-philosophy and psychobabble that this minor event at an Arizona strip mall garners. And, now, to add to the psychobabble is a book by the parents of the late Christina-Taylor Green, the nine-year-old girl who died in the shootings.
I feel sorry for the parents of this girl, that they lost their daughter very young. But their maudlin media tour, as it has unfolded over the last few days, is absurd. Somebody has to have the guts to say it, but no one will . . . except me. I was in barf mode as I was lectured, via a report on “Nightline,” that I could learn a lot of lessons from this dead nine-year-old. Reality check: nope. Sorry, but this is a nine-year-old kid who had the misfortune of getting shot when going to meet her Congresswoman. There is nothing to be learned here, as much as the parents, desperately seeking to make her life not lived as meaningful as one lived is, want to make it so. The drivel and BS is so thick, it’s like bad dressing they drown your salad with at a cheap restaurant. You can’t taste anything but rancid oil and stale garlic. And you just wanna get outta there.
You know who I blame for this? Barack Hussein Obama. It’s Obama, as you’ll recall, at his campaign stop costumed as a memorial, who told us how he wanted an America “as good as she [Christina-Taylor Green] imagined.” Puh-leeze. I need my country to live up to what some naive nine-year-old–no matter how perspicacious they claim she was–wanted? The problem with America is that far too many of us (especially those supposed to be running the place) are living it as if we’re living up to starry-eyed nine-year-old liberals and not responsible adults. And the Green parents have continued with the psycho-babble disguised as mourning. Their new book, “As Good As She Imagined: The Redeeming Story of the Angel of Tucson, Christina-Taylor Green,” is taken from that silly Obama campaign/”memorial” speech. Here’s a tip, America: if you are anyone other than a close friend or relative of the Green family (or a book reviewer) and you spend money and/or time on this book, you have no life (and you’re probably a moron). Zero. The book has 227 pages . . . about a nine-year-old! It’s gotta be double-spaced with wide margins. Clearly, there is a lot of fertilizer contained therein.
Many parents in America lose their children. It’s tragic. But the appropriate behavior is to mourn quietly and move on with life. It’s not to get an agent, write a book, do a media tour, and start a meaningless foundation, as the Green parents are doing. Their daughter didn’t die of an unusual illness that needs attention. She didn’t die of something that parents need to be made aware of so it doesn’t happen to their kids. Her parents’ psychobabblish gobbledygook book and media tour won’t save a single kid from death or serve to highlight any cause. There is no reason for them to start a Christina-Taylor Green industry, except their apparent need for attention. It’s garish . . . and annoying. They tell us that their daughter might have been a doctor or, even, President of the United States. She might also have been a housekeeper, a pot smoker, a college drop-out, or all three (no disrespect to housekeepers, but you get the point). They don’t say that, though, because we are all supposed to worship at the synthetic throne of this dead nine-year-old like she’s still some sort of oracle or god. She wasn’t. And she isn’t. She’s not a heroine. She did nothing heroic. She’s simply a victim of a tragic event. Nothing more and not worthy of the myth that’s now being forced down our throats.
The father of this girl tells at least one of the TV interviewers that the death penalty for his daughter’s killer won’t bring his daughter back. Well, guess what? Your need to make me hear you gab on and on about how your nine year old will inspire me and teach me how to live my life won’t bring her back, either. Judge John M. Roll, a federal judge trying to get tough on the illegal alien problem, was murdered at the same event. His message and achievements are far more inspiring than those of this girl whose life hadn’t yet begun. And yet there are no book, no media tour, no “The View,” “Today,” and “Nightline” interviews for his relatives about the problem of illegal aliens clogging Arizona’s federal courthouses. It’s apparently not as sexy as a tabula rasa nine-year-old on whose image the whole liberal BS of the Obama administration and the left-wing ethos can be painted. Either that, or the judge’s family simply has more class than this.
Again, it’s tragic that this innocent, young girl was murdered and that two parents lost their beloved child. But what ever happened to mourning quietly? Sadly, that’s no longer the world in which we live because people like Roxana and John Green can’t resist their fifteen minutes . . . and turning somebody that might have been but never was into some sort of saintly miracle worker who never existed.
Watch this video for more of the utter BS–a modern version of the nine-year-old dead empress’ “new clothing.”
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