{"id":1128,"date":"2017-10-28T01:20:30","date_gmt":"2017-10-28T01:20:30","guid":{"rendered":"https:\/\/margotdarby.com\/news\/?p=1128"},"modified":"2017-10-28T01:23:30","modified_gmt":"2017-10-28T01:23:30","slug":"man-lavender-automobile","status":"publish","type":"post","link":"https:\/\/margotdarby.com\/news\/2017\/10\/man-lavender-automobile\/","title":{"rendered":"The Man in the Lavender Automobile"},"content":{"rendered":"
Nine years ago tonight \u201cVelociman\u201d posted this. His website Velociworld<\/strong> is long gone, but one can still find this copypasted in dank corners of the interwebz.\u00a0 I have fixed a few typos, but otherwise it’s verbatim.<\/em><\/div>\n

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Knowing that we are no longer in the chilly autumn of 2008 is immensely whitepilling for me.<\/em><\/div>\n

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There is a scene in Flannery O’Connor’s 1960 novel The Violent Bear It Away<\/span><\/em>, wherein the protagonist, a 14-year-old boy, is picked up hitchhiking by a man in a lavender automobile. The man plies the boy, Francis Tarwater, with whiskey and reefer. When the boy wakes up he’s lying in a field with his pants around his ankles, and his asshole burning. I won’t get into the Catholic allegory in that story, or the implication that the man in the lavender automobile is Satan, or Tarwater’s own inexorable slide into fundamentalist prophecy. I will<\/span> aver, however, that I find the story relevant. Hold that thought.<\/div>\n

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There have been any variety of temperaments and personalities to hold the office of President. They range from heroes to rapscallions. I fervently believe, however, that not one person<\/span> to hold that office has ever hated<\/span> his opposition. There have been the churlish and disdainful, for sure. Carter presumed a moral vanity against his foes, which grievance he nurtures to this day. Nixon was consumed by paranoia and fear, to the point of ridiculous capers in the cause of an aforetold landslide victory.<\/div>\n
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I mention this because I firmly believe Barack Obama absolutely loathes\u00a0<\/span>my kind. This man will not be content to win the presidency. He will spend his waking hours thereafter not pursuing the legitimate goals of state, but punishing those who would dare to oppose him. The man is devoid of humility, or any sense of humor. He cannot humbly accept his incredibly lucky break in the crapshoot of American politics. The absolute lack of any pushback or intercessions on the part of the journalist class has rendered him peckish and intolerant of any dissension, if indeed he was not born that way.<\/div>\n

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This man truly hates. As only someone who is quite aware of his great shortcomings can hate. And like the second monkey he can hear, or tolerate, no evil.<\/div>\n
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The inevitability of Barack Obama has rendered the sane lycanthropic, the skeptical bemused, the disputatious fearful. It is no coincidence that formerly reliable conservative pundits are jumping the McCain ship like bilge rats in a galley fire. Most people attribute this craven capitulation to elitism. Noonan, Frum, Chris Buckley, that dithering Converse finishing school twit Kathleen Parker, they’re elitists!<\/span> No, they’re not. Or that’s not what is compelling them. They are fucking afraid. Afraid to be the last dissenting voice in the face of the Hope and Change juggernaut. The Chinese kid versus the tanks in Tiananmen they are not. They are elitists, but they are cowards first and foremost. We don’t need them. And, unfortunately for them, Obama doesn’t need them. Therefore I will speak their names no more….<\/div>\n
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Did I mention this man hates me? You and me? Yes he does. Why? Because he can. Yes He Can. Beneath that cool persona is a megalomaniac. Cool? Like Stalin after a purge, emotionally and sexually spent. Like Saddam after a torture session, dozing in his chair with someone’s genitals curled in his fist. Like Pol Pot after a petit mal<\/em>\u00a0<\/span>seizure, mumbling a litany of the dead. Cool that way.<\/div>\n
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So I will cast my pathetic vote, and ramp up my relocation to the mountains. Reduce my footprint. Carbon? That will be a nice byproduct, but I mean my personal footprint. My credit footprint. My interface with authority footprint. I’m researching micro-hydro water turbines for that stream, windmills for water, a half-acre patch for vegetables, a few goats, and a bison. Just because I want a fucking bison. My address? Fifty rounds up that gravel road.<\/div>\n
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I do hate to sound Randy Weaverish. But this is the fundament of my world view right now.<\/div>\n

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Speaking of fundaments, remember that guy in the lavender automobile?<\/div>\n

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Precisely. The whiskey of Hope. The jokesmoke of Change. I am Tarwater. We are all Tarwater.<\/div>\n","protected":false},"excerpt":{"rendered":"

Nine years ago tonight \u201cVelociman\u201d posted this. His website Velociworld is long gone, but one can still find this copypasted in dank corners of the interwebz.\u00a0 I have fixed a few typos, but otherwise it’s verbatim.   Knowing that we are no longer in the chilly autumn of 2008 is immensely whitepilling for me.   […]<\/p>\n","protected":false},"author":1,"featured_media":0,"comment_status":"open","ping_status":"closed","sticky":false,"template":"","format":"standard","meta":{"_jetpack_newsletter_access":"","_jetpack_dont_email_post_to_subs":false,"_jetpack_newsletter_tier_id":0,"_jetpack_memberships_contains_paywalled_content":false,"_jetpack_memberships_contains_paid_content":false,"footnotes":"","jetpack_post_was_ever_published":false},"categories":[7],"tags":[91,92,89,90,88],"class_list":["post-1128","post","type-post","status-publish","format-standard","hentry","category-cocoa-marsh","tag-flannery-oconnor","tag-francis-tarwater","tag-kim-crawford","tag-obama","tag-velociman"],"jetpack_featured_media_url":"","jetpack_sharing_enabled":true,"jetpack_shortlink":"https:\/\/wp.me\/p6KTdR-ic","_links":{"self":[{"href":"https:\/\/margotdarby.com\/news\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts\/1128","targetHints":{"allow":["GET"]}}],"collection":[{"href":"https:\/\/margotdarby.com\/news\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts"}],"about":[{"href":"https:\/\/margotdarby.com\/news\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/types\/post"}],"author":[{"embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/margotdarby.com\/news\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/users\/1"}],"replies":[{"embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/margotdarby.com\/news\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/comments?post=1128"}],"version-history":[{"count":4,"href":"https:\/\/margotdarby.com\/news\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts\/1128\/revisions"}],"predecessor-version":[{"id":1132,"href":"https:\/\/margotdarby.com\/news\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts\/1128\/revisions\/1132"}],"wp:attachment":[{"href":"https:\/\/margotdarby.com\/news\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/media?parent=1128"}],"wp:term":[{"taxonomy":"category","embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/margotdarby.com\/news\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/categories?post=1128"},{"taxonomy":"post_tag","embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/margotdarby.com\/news\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/tags?post=1128"}],"curies":[{"name":"wp","href":"https:\/\/api.w.org\/{rel}","templated":true}]}}