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They Tell Me That, Last Night, The Innkeeper
They tell me that last night the Innkeeper, in a broadcasted interview, expressed admiration for the Chairman of the Chinese Communist Party, Xi Jinping. The clips that were broadcast tonight repeated the Innkeeper's praise of Xi's administrative and political style, his clothing, and his intelligence.
Now, supposedly the Innkeeper is the darling of the right-wing---you know, the states' righters, the gunslingers, the queerbashers, and those pronouncers of the old adage, "Keep them wimin in the kitchen, fryin' them eatin' hens and mixin that cole slaw." A stern anti-communist stance (with which I also agree) has always characterized their politics. How is it that their darling, their demigod (or, is that better expressed as demon-god), that man who once openly characterized himself as being as great as Lincoln, is "making nice" with the thin red line of Communist China?
And what does that remind me, the former History major (decidedly minor, since I did not obtain more than a BA . . . thanks, muchly, Lloyd and Betty!), of? The Bavarian housepainter's obsequious, fawning, admiration of the Italian newpaper editor; that is, of Hitler's relationship with and to Mussolini.
The Innkeeper's remarks ought to give the American electorate cold, downright freezing, chills; the kind that comes with a high fever and a lot of throw-up. The Innkeeper is speaking admiringly---which is, therefore, a tacit approval of---a Communist politician who is the leader of a one-party state, who rules by decree without the checks and balances of his country's rubberstamp legislature and judiciary, who does not have to seek electoral support to hold office, and who can remain in office without some pesty certiciation of electoral results . . . as long as he damn well pleases.
Be warned, American. The home of the brave and the land of the free, despite F. S. Key's bad poetry, is about to become the home of the craven, the browbeaten, and the land of the politically enslaved.
Are there any of the Innkeeper's minions who could care to offer some other explanation for his remarks about his dear Comrade Xi?
Starward
