Charles Krauthammer used to be a psychiatrist who still
knows a thing or two about psychiatry except that he only knows how to work
them on himself and his kind. What he does in this regard is use adjectives of
the superlative to induce paranoia in himself and people like him. This is
evident in the Article he wrote under the title: “Why Liberals Are Panicking”
and the subtitle: “The future of entitlement-state progressivism hinges on
Obamacare.” It was published on November 14, 2014 in National Review Online.
The author heads the article with a quote that was no more
than an observation made by former President Bill Clinton in response to a
question posed to him by an interviewer. He had said that President Obama
should honor the commitment made by the federal government to the effect that
people whose insurance policies were canceled should be able to have them
reinstated if they so wish – as is, and without upgrading done on them.
With this as ammunition to work with in the hands of a
former psychiatrist, the man begins the article with fireworks as if he were
celebrating the Chinese New Year. Look at this: The former president “asserts,”
that's Pow! And look at this: The current president continues to “dishonor,”
Pow! And this: Despite “furious” White House... Pow! And this: “Resistance to
the very idea” that's Pow! Pow! All together, we have here 5 Pows in an opening
paragraph that is made of 43 words.
He goes on: “this one line marked the breaching of the dam.”
That's more than Pow; it's horrifying. But the question is: What image went
through his mind as he visualized these words? Maybe he was thinking of the Aswan dam that the foreign minister of Israel said he wished he could bomb with the
consequence that such event will inflict on Egypt
the holocaust that the Jews have been praying would befall Egypt since
ancient times.
Perhaps it happened that while subjecting himself to word
association without realizing what he was doing, the former psychiatrist went
on to say: “the brewing rebellion of panicked Democrats.” There is no doubt
this has to do with him knowing that the brewing of beer was invented in
ancient Egypt .
And he must have associated the brewing of a current Democratic rebellion with
being full of beer by people panicked at the bursting of the dam. Only a former
psychiatrist can do that to himself.
By now a state of war exists in his imagination, a situation
that necessitates the taking of a defensive action to guaranty the survival of
the clan from what is surely an existential threat. Thus: “President Obama had
been forced into a rearguard holding action.” Alas, however, the attempt to
save something seems to have been futile because: “The damage to the Obama
presidency is already done.” But there is worse to come because: “At stake is
more than the fate of one presidency or of the current Democratic majority in
the Senate. It is the new social-democratic brand of American liberalism
introduced by Obama.”
And now comes the time to perform a ritual that Jews are
masters at performing. Thus, Krauthammer pretends to mourn that which he has
been trying to kill for a long time, and has convinced himself is now dying for
sure. He mourns the dying while celebrating his own triumph and gloating about it
under his breath. Look at this passage: “Obamacare is wholly owned by the
Democrats. Its unraveling would catastrophically undermine their ideology of
providing cradle-to-grave care for an ever-grateful citizenry,” and this
passage: “For years, this debate has been theoretical. Now it's real. And for
the Democrats, it's a disaster.” The words “catastrophic” and “disaster” are
two more of those Pows. How many more powing superlatives can a reader take?
Convinced that he has triumphed by what can only be regarded
as a performance of self-hypnosis, he cannot wait to bury his opponent: “This
is the signature achievement of the Obama presidency. If Obamacare goes down,
there will be little left of its underlying ideology.” Rest In Peace.
But there is still a small doubt that this may turn out to
be not a pleasant dream but a horrible nightmare. And that's because: “Perhaps
it won't go down. Perhaps they'll find a way to restore the policies without
wrecking the underpinning of the exchanges.” No, don't rest in peace yet. Go to
hell instead.