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Chris Matthews vs. Kevin James on Nazi analogies: ‘What did Chamberlain do?’

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A common pathology in American right-wing political discourse is to compare inaction on their partisan agenda to Chamberlain’s appeasement of Hitler. This type of Outrage Du Jour, based on meager understanding of political interaction, is also rarely rooted in any parallel to World War II itself. Thus you have a free-floating metaphor that is disconnected from both its literal roots and its presumptive target; a generic expression of “Oh, Lord, this can’t be right”, except couched in muscular war talk.

Consider the latest eruption of this rhetorical disease, documented by Dana Milbank: Rick Santorum cries Nazi.

Rick Santorum sees Nazis everywhere: in the Middle East, in doctor’s offices and medical labs, in the Democratic Party, and now in the White House.

The Republican presidential candidate told a group of supporters Sunday night that this year’s election was like the time between 1940 and 1941 when Americans didn’t act against Adolf Hitler because they thought he was “a nice guy” and not “near as bad as what we think.”

The obvious implication — later denied by the candidate — was that Santorum is some modern-day Churchill and President Obama is der Fuhrer. It was outrageous and yet, for Santorum, routine.

Santorum’s vacuous use of the appeasement analogy is errant in both ways: chances are, nobody’s going to be annexing France under a potential Obama second term; and the presidential election has no relevance to WWII. In May ’08 Chris Matthews mercilessly exposed radio host Kevin James’ ignorance in parroting such a concept of appeasement:

The video has to be seen to experience the hilarious awkwardness involved, but Wikipedia summarizes:

James achieved notoriety for a May 15, 2008 guest spot on the MSNBC television program Hardball with Chris Matthews, in which James supported an apparent comparison by President George W. Bush of Democratic primary presidential candidate Barack Obama to American Senator William Borah of Idaho, who was serving at the time of Hitler’s invasion of Poland. [...]

In the middle of the interview, host Chris Matthews turned to James and, saying he was conducting a “history check,” asked “what did Chamberlain do wrong?” referring to English Prime Minister Neville Chamberlin, even though President Bush never referred to the English Prime Minister. When James failed to give an answer more specific than “he was an appeaser,” and tried to explain that appeasement was the main issue, not the specifics of what Neville Chamberlin did “in 1938 or 1939″, Matthews kept repeating the same question as to the specifics of what Neville Chamberlin did. When James pointed out that it was president Bush who made the reference to history, not James himself, Matthews repeated the same questions. After this back and forth went on for a few minutes, James stated that if you are going to negotiate with your enemies, you have to negotiate from strength.


Freddie Gibbs appreciation

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Although violent and uncouth, Gibbs’ talent harks back to a rap era when street lyricism was infused with visceral vigor instead of lazy braggadocio.

In [youtube link]

Blu
Place went numb when the bass hit the drum,
Had the ace by the waist but ain’t say nothing…
Lines on the mind like hymns at the shrine,
Told Gibbs keep them hinges in, we going in
Freddie Gibbs
Air Jordans and a motherfucking attitude,
Packing the pistol wrapped in plastic, make sure my package move…
Prior situations had my Mama at the station
Everyday that I wake, I probably violate probation
I’m a young thug, with hot slugs, that got his name on ‘em
Chi-town that 9 pound and took the train on em…
Homeboy Sandman
Way too hard for taming and taking part in entertainment awards,
My attitude is every tune is for taking it to em,
Now peep the place that we taking it towards, good night

Fuck Rap Pt. 2 [youtube link]

Even my love of playing ball couldn’t keep me out of the crack spot
Cause crack rock will turn a have-not to a fat knot
Don’t fuck with rappers, rappers is clones when the rapping stops
In my hood you had to be known to have your hat cocked…
That nigga Lupe said he ain’t a gangster or a hustler,
I’m all of the above, plus I’m one cold rapping motherfucker…
Lotta drug bars, cause ain’t no real drug bosses in the rap game,
If these niggas was, these niggas wouldn’t be trying to rap man,
Gangsta Gibbs, hit ‘em with the facts man

World So Cold [youtube link]

She told me I’mma have a son, I’m the one,
And she at the Doctor’s office for a visit, can I come
Near silence, dead in the room
Pregnancy complications left you dead in the womb
Maybe I take the blame, God punish me for old sins
The tears hit me when I think of what you could have been
I flame Jane, try to smoke away the pain
But I know the bond that we made wasn’t vain
Could have been my little Freddie, but I guess you wasn’t ready
For the world, a world so cold…

Let Me Ride [youtube link]

KD
They setup blacks, heroin and crack
And them racist-ass crackers tried to take that shit back,
To way before 1964, when they sprayed all the niggas with the firehose
And Dr King know that we ain’t no joke
50 years later and we still ain’t straight,
Just check the episodes on First 48,
That there is my city’s only claim to fame…
Freddie Gibbs
Let’s take a ride through the G.I. East Side,
Where the Vice Lords, Stones and GDs ride
And I never gave a fuck about a color or a sign
On the grind cause you know a nigga need mine……

Scottie Pippen [youtube link]

I issue eternal rest, sign up and be a subscriber
The price of life got so high that I must make sure I stay higher
Stay with the purp out of pizo
Stay smackin these niggas needles
Stay running the rock just like I play quarterback for the Eagles
Randall, Donovan, to Michael
‘Fore I picked up this mic I was hittin licks with some Lords
And did dirt with plenty Disciples
I’m gang-banging affiliated, federal investigated
Self-educated, all my co-conspirators catchin’ cases
I dropped straight outta college and I majored at home invasion
Believe I got the balls to clear up all of my altercations
Leave faces with alterations, the closed casket console
Tryna make a million dollars, fuck a million downloads…

Rob Me a Nigga [youtube link]

Freddie Gibbs
Spent all my last money, the bills too high
His jewelry, his whip game, the wheels too fly
I’m thinking about murder every time we cruise by…
Born in this world of tears, but died laughing
Put that on the headpiece right above my casket
Still in the game, my batteries still lasting
‘Bout to put some gas up in my Caprice Classic
Alley Boy
We be taking so much, now the shit fun
We be lookin for your shit ‘fore your shit come
Forty eight hours, nigga round my way, everyday nigga looking like a sitcom
In this game of lose or draw nigga,
You can be the one that get robbed, or be the one to rob a nigga
But we all gotta eat, so we get no sleep:
We gonna wait it out and kill a nigga!


Nas & The Roots perform ‘Nasty’ on Jimmy Fallon

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