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Conspiracy Nation -- Vol. 8 Num. 03
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("Quid coniuratio est?")
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WORSHIPPING AT THE SHRINE OF CHOMSKY
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"Why should I think? I just let Noam Chomsky do that for me."
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This is the creed of the slave, no matter how trendy, tittering,
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bored-with-life, non-emotional, and "just so" it dresses itself
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to be. It is the pose, for example, of the fake intellectual who
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slyly smiles and faintly snickers, while subtly broadcasting a
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"little hint" that "I am just an airy, floating, mind. And, I am
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glib of tongue. Therefore I am quite intellectual and not likely
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to be wrong."
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So there is a certain sub-group of fancied "progressives" and
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"leftists" that are lately taking up the oh-so-fashionable cause
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of labor. (Yet see how some condone shoddy treatment of grad
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student labor, right in their midst.)
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This seems to be the case with "St. Noam", who, from his academic
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sandbox, surrounded by worshipful acolytes, purrs and winks at
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his followers. With the breath of a superior sort of smile
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hovering about his airy nothing of a face, The Great Chomsky
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looks out on a sea of worshippers, all panting for their
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transfusion: "I sat 27 feet from the platform. I was *that*
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*close* to the blessed man."
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What is the blessed man saying now? Some good things, it must be
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admitted. After all, if it was all impotent gibberings from Mr.
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Special, there could be no new converts and, eventually, the
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disciples themselves -- the very chosen ones! -- yea verily,
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might even themselves edge sideways away. The PROCESS involves
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luring them in with smatterings of the withheld Truth, then once
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they're inside the tent the disciples, the converted ones, go to
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work.
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"Yes, welcome aboard. Welcome to the team, the winning team, the
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Chomsky team."
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And it's like coming in from the cold. It's so nice and warm and
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friendly: those crisp Fall nights at the Espresso Bar, all
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wrapped up in mugs of hot chocolate and feeling very special --
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*almost* as special as Mr. Special himself.
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You don't want to leave all this, do you? Remember how cold and
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crazy it was out there, before you got with the team, the winning
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team, the Chomsky team.
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But you -- showing possible suspicious evidence of links to an
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oafish background -- make, in the middle of this warm, fuzzy
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somnolence, an intellectual farting noise: "OKC bombing doesn't
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add up," you dare to introduce into the slightly sad but
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therefore wise tranquility.
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They all look at you. "It's mighty cold out there, fella," they
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seem to say.
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But one of them, the kind one, the wise elder statesman, he of
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nickname "the vocabulated one", raises his hand and, with a look
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around, implies that mercy and forebearance is indicated here.
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"But Brian," says the merciful vocabulated one, "the Leader has,
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in a clever, sub-textual remark, which he delivered *apparently*
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incidentally and quite by accident at his last talk (at which
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talk, I might add, I sat just 17 feet from the podium), opined
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the opposite. He (as usual, he is the only one even remotely
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addressing the issue) noted the trend toward 'government bashing'
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and that 'instead of blowing up corporate headquarters, they are
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blowing up government buildings.' Clearly, Chomsky has indicated
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that anti-government extremists are indeed responsible for the
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Oklahoma City bombing."
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The pressure from many eyes turns toward you. "Not planning on
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leaving the True Faith, are you?" they seem to ask.
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But you, clumsy oaf that you are ("And a rather nervous fellow."
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"Yes, I noticed."), just have to ruin your place in CozyLand by
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blurting out, "But Goddamnit! Why can't Chomsky just say it?
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Why does he sneak it in sub-textually?"
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Well, of course, even the kind, vocabulated one is finally
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forced, reluctantly, into acknowledging that, "Yes. Blasphemy has
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occurred."
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So now you wander in the cold Autumn, with the winds all around.
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"Oh!" you sigh. "If only Noam Chomsky were to walk by, so that I
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could at least warm my hands!"
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Aperi os tuum, decerne quod justum est, et judica inopem et
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