Dissident Middle School Coach Gets Hammered & Nailed

I gotta admit, I loathe country music.  Not for the often patriotic lyrical themes, but because I detest twanging.  It's like painting the Mona Lisa on a roll of used bathroom tissue.  The pictures are golden, but the canvass stinks like crap.

Here's a case in point:

If you're like me, and can wince and groan your way through the goat-roper crooning to let the lyrical message filter through it, you're rewarded for your efforts with a good (if not great) bit o' clever patriotism.  The writer/composer/singer should be able to shop this around as a single and find a ready-made niche for it in this election cycle.

I really hope he does, because thanks to the local liberal/left, that's his only alternative to unemployment checks:

Twenty-six-year-old Bryan Glover is a Christian who co-wrote a song called When You're Holding a Hammer, Everything Looks Like a Nail, which takes a dig at the current administration and what he believes to be the wrong moves for the U.S. He sent a link to his song to everyone in his personal e-mail inbox, which included parents from Grassland Middle School, where he coached football.

"An hour-and-a-half after sending out the e-mail, I got the phone call from the head coach saying that he had had complaints from parents; he was told to fire me," the former coach accounts.

He notes that he was surprised by the allegations against him.

"When the coach first called me, he said his phone was blown up with parents saying that I was being politically incorrect -- quote, unquote -- if you will, and that some of them were even reading into racial overtones in the song," Glover explains.

But he points out that the lyrics make no direct or indirect reference to race.

A number of supportive parents met with the principal and asked for reinstatement, but the school district is remaining firm.  

Glover's problem, and the school's alibi, is that he used email addresses acquired through his job to circulate that link.  Which is a bitter shame, because that most certainly is NOT what REALLY got him canned.

I'm not even going to try to expound on that when I can glom Ace's tour-de-force rant:

This is how it is going to have to be: First of all, all of the school board members here have to be run against, and run hard against, and ejected from office. And then the principal needs to be fired, and every administrator along the way.

Second: Conservatives must begin, immediately, to get liberals fired from their jobs for any political expression. Any. Political. Expression.

We have tried to reason to them that this fascism is unfair. They don't care, they don't get it. All they see is the upside of fascism, the "good" side, the happy side, the I-get-to-coerce-my-opponents-and-hold-them-in-terror side.

They haven't been held in terror themselves, worried that any stray comment they make may cause them to lose their livelihood (in the worst recession since the depression, no less). They do not "behave" as conservatives are forced to stay in line because they haven't experienced the terror of of a hostile political bloc which has seized control of all the apparatuses of government.

They must be made to be afraid. And when a certain number of them have experienced the bad side of fascism, perhaps then they will be amenable to reason. 

Not just red meat, but raw, blood-dripping, still-with-a-faint pulse red meat.

Which will never happen, of course, because the Right is not and will never be as mean, vicious, vindictive, vengeful, and obsessed with power as is the Left.  We simply do not possess any of those traits.  It's not just that we're too nice; we're too rational.  And we're too busy trying to make the country run, despite all of the other side's attempts to crush us flat.

Besides which, they already project their malevolence upon us.  Retaliating with their own tactics would just feed their propaganda stereotyping.

I think the worst thing we could do to them is purge them from all societal institutions, and then....ignore them.  Take away their power and influence and treat them as the obsolete, spent force they will have become.  Render them irrelevant.  Leave them sitting on park benches, feeding the pigeons and muttering to themselves about the grand cosmic social injustice of it all.  Abandon them to slowly dissolve in their own corrosive unrequired sense of entitlement.

For power-mad lunatics like Bryan Glover's persecutors, there could be no more horrifying foretaste of hell.