Dumped by Classy Bloggess

Folks, you will never guess what happened to your old Hank. He has received a sharp blow to his sense of fairness and decency. He was blipped from a blog. Hard to believe, right? I can see the hands going up, and the jumping up and down to say, “Hey! You banned EVERYBODY from YOUR blog.

And yes, I did. Everybody. Not just people with a different opinion from mine. And I told you why. It was not your political views.

I, as you can imagine, do not comment casually. I put as much thought into my comments as I do into my posts, as those of you who write to me via e-mail, know.

So I was shocked when I went back to the blog, and my comment was gone. Removed. Shoveled up and shut up somewhere in a contaminated materials bin.

Now, let me tell you, that what I wrote was not completely devoid of insults, couched though they were in comedy. This is a literary blog. Each entry has a first part cleverly using a classic as a preamble to the second part which is a demonization of the enemy – that’s me, I suppose, because I’m not them – backed up by YouTube entries which they interpret entirely differently from me.

You’d think they would be interested in hearing a different point of view. YOU are, or you wouldn’t be here. I know I must make you feel sick sometimes, just like bitter medicine when you were a kid. But it made you better, as does this. It gives you ammunition. Information is ammunition. Knowledge of the enemy is ammunition. Don’t wait for it to come and hit you in the face; sneak in the back door and take it for yourselves. That’s what you’re doing when you listen to me. You’re a back door man, getting what you shouldn’t – somebody else’s.

I am interested in their point of view. That’s why I went to the blog. Once I was there, I found it a pleasure to read a good writer, who invited everyone to comment, and to send the blog around – presumably to anybody, which is how I got it.

Once reading, I could not help but comment on the excess of violent suggestions, the vilifying of the opposing party, the clips of people being badgered outside churches by newsmen forcing answers on them. Then there were other people, going to a rally, who while standing on line, were taunted by demonstrators whose leader has told the troops to “get in their face.”

Well, people, you know old Hank is not going to stand for that. I gave them “what for” elegantly and maddeningly. They went berserk. Called me names. Asked that I be removed. I was reprimanded personally, in a sequence of e-mails with the mistress of the blog, who finally said she did not wish to converse with me again.

By the way, in our private conversation, the bloggess told me that her people said I was an asshole. You will be glad to know I gave it to her straight; I said her friends were not very discerning if they couldn’t tell a prick from an asshole. Hank is a prick, not an asshole. If you agree, you have gotten my message. If you don’t, you have not.

Our private hook-up behind us, I read the next post, some of which I have described to you, and felt I had to warn against such poisoning of the waters. And I did.

I was immediately attacked by one of the peaceful lefties, in a comment so virulent I had to shield my eyes when I read it. I replied in the voice of a perhaps sarcastic school-master. I answered all the nasty, childish charges. Up it went.

And down it came.

No one was allowed to read this defense. It was taken off the blog. So its readers are left with the impression that horrible Hank Harwood has departed in shame, having been bested by one of their knights.

I want to warn you that war is afoot. The Democrats have declared it, and as with The Puppet Masters, it’s spreading. This blog was a window into their world. It showed me why erstwhile friends are so silent and strange with me, how they disdain me, that they despise me for what I think. They might as well be the people on this blog. And so, I am surrounded by enemies.

Everything they accuse the right of, they are doing. Promoting fear. Intense fear. Promulgating lies. Misrepresenting, editing, and now we hear, fraudulating votes.

But the worst to me, being an English teacher, and degreed in Journalism, is that they want to ban freedom of speech. We are not allowed to have a different opinion, or we will be shunned.

Is nothing beneath these people? They will say and do anything to get their candidate elected. They are strong, in community, like the thralls in The Puppet Masters. Nothing gets through to them but the "narrow" message, and that’s what they want to hear.

“We are right,” is the message, "no matter how wrong."

I have now felt personally, what is going on all over the country – the putting down of dissent. Funny, these people used to cheer free speech. They used to be the dissenters. But there’s only one difference between the oppressor and the oppressed, and that is, which one is in power at the moment.

The Democratic power is building. They are going to have the Presidency, the House, and the Senate. They have already labeled the Republicans as devils. It’s time to exorcise them. And while we’re at it, all those other cranks around, let’s cut their tongues out too. They spout nothing but lies; who will miss them?”

They have control of the Media. (The Puppet Masters took control of the radio station.) The Media has anointed Obama.

All you people out there – you environmentalists who hate corporations – Ralph Nader is your man. He’s YOU. And they never let you see him. What do you think of that? This is not a real election. A pretty man is forced down your throat, and he tastes delicious, so you don’t complain. You know things about him you didn’t know before. You’re a little put off, but you’ll never admit it. All you’ll do is shout louder, to smother the cries of those whose toes you’re stepping on.

Beware, folks, you’re going to have to live in this world. Is this the way you want it to be?