I was blissfully unaware that the right-wing blogosphere had a "blogswarm" last Friday to expose the current perfidy of a tried, convincted, and paroled former felon who they see as an ally of liberal bogeyman George Soros. Apparently, Brett Kimberlin did something which caused racist right-wing crank R.S. McCain to "hit the matresses", so to speak. Of course, the threat to life and limb was not-so-well defined:
Mr. McCain was interviewed by John Hawkins and my suspicions about his having to "flee for his safety" were proven correct… turns out Mr. McCain was concerned he was going to be sued and is not in fear for his life
The entire conservative movement is nothing but a huge role-playing game... it's a bunch of bored suburbanites sitting at their computers and collectively simulating a fantasy world in which they can play heroic roles in order to save their world from the forces of evil... it's basically World of Wingnuts. Unfortunately, some of the participants, like the guy quoted at No More Mister Nice Blog, don't seem to realize that their little "game" is best confined to the computer:
Read all of the incredible, sick-making story -- which includes some perfectly typical and disgusting bile spewed by some of the violence-supporting left-wing animals who think things like this are just peachy -- and gird your loins. Because it's going to come down to shooting with these vermin eventually, if we're to retain any rights at all. Patterico wouldn't like me saying that, I’m sure; I don’t much like having to say it myself. But it's a mere acknowledgment of current reality: we are in a cold war with neo-Marxists who are trying to steal our country, have already done enormous and probably permanent damage to it, and will stop at nothing --absolutely nothing -- to see to it that our voices are silenced. That war must inevitably go hot, unless we're willing to surrender to them.
Whoa, easy there, chief... you seem to be blurring the lines between fantasy and reality there. Sure, you claim to be lamenting the necessity of your "hot war" against the fags, vegans, feminazis, and assorted other monsters, but you forgot to use the unscented lotion as your spank-lube and gave the game away. I imagine Custer at least once voiced lies about how "regrettable" the "need" to extirpate the "savages" was before donning his spurs and riding off to Little Bighorn. It's best to keep the fantasy limited to the computer world. We wouldn't want this thing to turn into a LARP... can't have "Blogswarm! Blogswarm! Blogswarm!" devolve into "Bloodshed! Bloodshed! Bloodshed!"
Of course, it has to be noted that the "Cold Fury" guy who wrote the excerpt that I cribbed won't be the guy who's fighting in the streets, no matter how inevitable he hopes the "war" is. The mentally unstable guy, fed on a diet of Fox News, Glenn Beck, and other hate merchants, will be the guy who shoots someone, or bombs a gay bar or abortion clinic and, when that happens, "Cold Fury" numbnuts will cover his ears and cry "Lone Wolf!" while the mainstream media dutifully reports "Both Sides Do It".
POSTSCRIPT: Of course, the real fun is to figure out what role the various members of the Right Wing Media play in this sordid little game. I nominate Bill O'Reilly as the Dudgeon Master. Pammiecakes would be a 10th level Shrieking Harpy. Doughbob would be an 8th level Semantimancer, with the special power to twist the meaning of words until each syllable screams in agony. Sorry, folks, I took the easy ones...