10.) You Say Tomato, I Say Monument to Islamist Victory; You Say Potato, I Say Herald of Dhimmitude
First, let’s take a moment to appreciate how, when a Marxist firebrand like Moore prefaces a tally of “facts,” what follows is typically a disorganized list of thoughts written from a stream of consciousness. At best, it resembles a third grade essay.
1. I love the Burlington Coat Factory. I’ve gotten some great winter coats there at a very reasonable price. Muslims have been holding their daily prayers there since 2009. No one ever complained about that. This is not going to be a “mosque,” it’s going to be a community center. It will have the same prayer room in it that’s already there. But to even have to assure people that “it’s not going to be mosque” is so offensive, I now wish they would just build a 111-story mosque there. That would be better than the lame and disgusting way the developer has left Ground Zero an empty hole until recently. The remains of over 1,100 people still haven’t been found. That site is a sacred graveyard, and to be building another monument to commerce on it is a sacrilege. Why wasn’t the entire site turned into a memorial peace park? People died there, and many of their remains are still strewn about, all these years later.
Pick a thought, sir! When engaged in a recitation of “facts,” it shouldn’t be hard to whittle away the excess mental garbage surrounding them.
Paring down the white noise leaves us with the now cliché barking point: It’s not a mosque. It’s a community center. Whose mind has been changed by this moronic exercise in semantics?
Look, you can call the thing a 13-story lemonade stand for all I care. The label is not the major point of contention. The intentions of Imam Rauf and his cohort are clearly to stick their collective thumb in the eye of an infidel nation.
It speaks volumes of Moore’s self-importance that he expects his sensitivities to define everyone else’s behavior, while wholly dismissing the sensitivities of anyone who disagrees with him. The relevant point in Moore’s mind is not really whether people are offended, but that the right ones are. Forgive me if I fail to accept righteous indignation over offensive behavior from a man who has made a career out of senseless agitation.
