By Kevin D. Williamson
Thursday, January 07, 2016
A group of state legislators in Missouri has, after a
great deal of nagging by your favorite roving correspondent and many others,
come around and made a public statement that Professor Melissa Click of the
University of Missouri should be fired.
Professor Click, you’ll recall, is the petty commissar
who assaulted a student journalist (who has since filed a police complaint) who
was covering one of the daft, diaper-filling protests on the Mizzou campus. The
protest was happening on a corner of the campus that not only is a public space
but a public space recognized as such in Missouri state law, with access to it
guaranteed. Professor Click attempts to intimidate the student, physically
blocks him, and then swats at his face before calling for “some muscle” to
forcibly remove him. So far, neither the university nor the campus police
department, which are manifestly run by miscreants and moral cowards, has seen
fit to do anything about the case.
When Rolling Stone
published its breathless account of what turned out to be an entirely
fictitious rape on the campus of the University of Virginia, some critics
(ahem) were denounced as monsters for asking such straightforward questions as
“Why wasn’t a violent gang rape, purportedly committed on a bed of broken glass,
followed up by a police report, which surely, given the details, would have
produced physical evidence supporting prosecution and conviction?” In the
Missouri case, there was not only a police report but video of the incident,
shot by the victim of the crime himself. One can only imagine what would have
happened if there were a similar video of, say, a white, portly Mizzou football
coach physically laying hands on a young black woman going about her legally
protected and legitimate business on the campus.
But, so far, not one thing of any consequence has
happened to Professor Click.
It is worth keeping her in mind as one considers the
curious case of Hillary Rodham Clinton’s ongoing e-mail problem. It has been amusing
to watch the evolution of her lies on the issue: She was going to turn over all
the evidence, until she unilaterally destroyed (crime) and withheld (probably a
crime) a great deal of it. She insisted that the communication that passed
through her off-site toilet (her secret e-mail server was located in the
bathroom of a loft apartment in Denver, because that does not seem sketchy at all) was not classified, until it was
shown that some of it was; she then said that what she personally sent or
received was not secret or sensitive, until it was shown that it was; she then
said that none of it was marked as such, until . . .
Strike three.
If you are a Democrat, the safest place in the world to
be is under the authority of other Democrats. Lois Lerner, the criminal who
used the Internal Revenue Service as a political weapon on behalf of the
Democratic party, was never going to be charged, or even disciplined, by her
overseers in the IRS or at the Department of Justice. After pulling one of the
worst Gestapo stunts in modern American history, she’s receiving a nice,
comfortable pension, and those who enabled her crimes were given fat bonuses.
There was no way that Eric Holder or Loretta Lynch was going to charge Lerner —
what do you imagine the odds are that they’ll discover their integrity in the
matter of Hillary Rodham Clinton, presumptive Democratic presidential nominee?
Unless President Barack Obama should decide to take this opportunity to rid his
party of the Clintons forever (a slim but non-zero possibility), nothing is
going to happen.
The Obama administration can traffic guns to Mexican drug
cartels, poison rivers, assassinate American citizens, more or less make up
health-care law as it goes, lie about critical foreign-policy questions, and
criminally mishandle sensitive information, and all of that amounts to – nothing. For it to amount to anything,
you’d need a Justice Department, an FBI, and federal judges with self-respect
sufficient to outweigh their institutional political cowardice. And that we do
not have.
A couple of militia nuts squat in a vacant visitor center
at an obscure park in Oregon and the Left, with one voice, bays for blood.
Black Lives Matter rioters torch Baltimore and Ferguson, assault police and
innocent bystanders, and attempt to burn human beings alive with Molotov
cocktails, and — nothing.
This is a recurring motif in U.S. history. Thousands of
Americans over the course of a generation participated in a criminal conspiracy
that resulted in, among other things, the murder of some 100 million people,
and the bad guy in that story is . . . Senator Joe McCarthy, who tried to stop
them. In the 1930s, as the Soviets were intentionally starving millions of
people to death, our so-called progressives were busy denying that any such
thing was taking place. In the 1960s, our so-called progressives were posing
with murderous tyrants in Vietnam and making excuses for Pol Pot’s genocide.
The same people still celebrate Che Guevara, a murdering racist and Jew-hater.
When the Sandinistas brought the Soviet murder campaign to the Americans, Bill
de Blasio and his ilk cheered the Sandinistas. When Hugo Chávez installed
himself as an autocrat in Venezuela, all the usual progressives cheered him,
too, not just Hollywood jackasses like Sean Penn but elected Democrats such as
Chaka Fattah. There never has been, and probably never will be, a reckoning for
the American Left’s role in the Communist massacres and repression of the 20th
century.
Against all that, what’s a few thousand sensitive e-mails
from a Democratic presidential candidate who has accepted millions of dollars
in “charitable” donations and speaking fees from Beijing and Moscow? What’s one
piddly assault on one piddly student journalist?
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