HOWARD DEAN REVEALS ALINSKY TACTICS and LINEAGE OF THE LEFT

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h/t: Breitbart TV

The Attempted Destruction of Carrie Prejean and Saul Alinsky's Rules

In Hot Air.com's comment section this morning I came across this comment. I am going to reproduce it here because in an uncomplicated and clear way it explains how the vicious attacks on Miss California are Alinsky's rules put into practice. It is amazing how the self styled advocates of tolerance and peace have no difficulty with the total destruction of one of their fellow humans.

Why does everyone act so surprised that this attack:
1.) occurred in the first place? It was a given if not a complete setup from the word go.
2.) kept going in the face of hypocrisy on the part of the left? Also a given
3.) turned so vicious and hateful for so long? Once again, it was a given.
The attack on Carrie Prejean bears all the hallmarks of a by the book set of plays. It followed the Left’s bible on targeting: Saul Alinsky’s Rules for Radicals. Specifically rules 4, 5, 6, 8, and their perennial favorite; 12. Go read the list and tell me if this wasn’t a textbook radical lefty approach. Sure seems that way to me. None of what they have done was a surprise.
On a side note: I love how the rest of the rules basically tell them that even if they lose they are winners and even if their opponents win, they really didn’t… I am lousy at things like this but SA’s Rules for Radicals basically seem to sum up as follows:
Find a target for your temper tantrum; make petulant demands that said target change its own values to match your own; scream loudly when target refuses; make dark and dire threats over things which you have no control; repeat demands; scream more loudly still, attack any aspect of target’s life no matter how ridiculous it makes you seem; scream until your eyes bug, spittle flies, and your face turns vermilion; demand that target’s supporters “be more moderate” (read: capitulate) about their beliefs because you don’t agree; blather, wince, repeat from step one ad endless nauseum until no one is listening to you any more; declare victory regardless of reality; find new target; start all over again…
Is that about right?
Sounds like my kids when they were between 2 and 4 years old… IIRC this attitude became undesirable when I turned their backside the same color as their face mid-tantrum. Viola. Two great kids with a future as successful human beings.
OK, sorry for the long-winded post, we now return you to your regularly scheduled 10 second sound bites…
TASS71 on May 12, 2009 at 9:26 PM


I will concede that she had the audacity and bald faced nerve to model lingerie, the complete naughtiness of which lefties have always stood four square and consistently against.

Living in Alinskyville

Because of bad cold, cold inclement weather Nancy Pelosi was unable to attend the protest against global warming at the Capital. She had planned to wear her warmest clothes to withstand the severe cold so she could explain more details of her plot to push the federal government further into the lives of citizens to save them from the evil, naughty ultra-warm weather that is engulfing us. She just couldn't get there ahead of the blizzard.
Saul Alinsky was a Chicago community organizer (does that sound familiar?). He wrote a book to explain to other community organizers how to lie to people to gain power over them. One of his insights was that, if you can make people afraid of a catastrophe (real or invented). you can get then to give up lots of power. And then you can have lots of power and money.
The Democrats have been riding the Hell out of this global warming catastrophe. They have no shame about its lack of scientific basis or the way the supporting data has been coming apart under closer scrutiny or that there is no prima facie evidence. They are sticking to their big lie. But it looks like the day is coming when there will be just too much ridicule for there to be much upside in trying to maintain the facade.

Obamanista's Commandments

from http://thatsmeontheleft.blogspot.com/2008/10/i-will-vote-obama.html

Monday, October 27, 2008
I will vote Obama

I will vote Obama

I will vote for a man I know nothing about

I will vote because it is time for a black man in the White House

I will vote for a man I really haven't researched, and I really don't want to know anything bad about

Because I will feel noble and good that I voted for a black man

or a man who definitely is NOT George Bush

I will vote for a man whose mother left America on purpose and stated the Americans around her in Indonesia were "not her people"

I will vote for a man whose father and stepfather were not Americans or Christians even though I felt uncomfortable about that Romney fellow and his Mormonism

I will vote for a man whose father figure mentor in Hawaii was a communist and hated America and "white oppression"

I will vote for a community organizer, even though I don't know what that is

Saul Alinksy is the creator of the community organizer concept

I will not Google Saul Alinsky

I will not Google ACORN

I will vote for a man who ran unopposed for his Illinois State Senate Seat

I will not Google how that happened to occur

I will vote for a man who allies himself with an unrepentant radical terrorist

But he is an "education reformer" now!

I will not Google Bill Ayers enough to find out what he wants to reform public education into

although my children go to public schools

I will vote for a man who listened to Reverend Jeremiah Wright for 20 years

I certainly will NOT Google Black Liberation theology, white oppression, and Marxism in the same search!

I will feel good about myself after I vote Obama

who is not George Bush

I will feel good that America voted for Obama

I will await the praise from the world's opinion of us on our wise choice...

I will be surprised when they still hate us

I will be surprised when I start to hate who I voted for

I will vote "anybody but Obama" in 2012

~Joseph

In the Astroturfing War Room

A small boiler room in a basement in Chicago has two desks and a long table. It is an office run by Mel. Mel sometimes calls it the, ‘if the boss ever tells the truth rapid response war room and Astroturf center.’ Mel and his assistant, Marty had seen no action until Wednesday. They mainly sit around and read newspapers. Marty says their job is, “to do the reading that Eskimo bitch won’t.”
Mel and Marty have taken to calling Wednesday ‘Redistribution Day.’ It threw them into a panic of activity ever since Mel asked, “What if everyone starts talking about spreading the wealth around and it becomes a major theme in this election.”
“I think a lot of people would be energized by that,” replied Marty, “I know my two Trot uncles will love it.”
“It doesn’t matter how many Trotskyite uncles you have, Marty. Both of us will be lucky to work on a school board election if this turns into a referendum on the redistribution of wealth.”
Mel and Marty started working the phones and soon the focus became Joe the plumber instead of Obama’s lapse into honesty. DU, dKos and MoveOn all got busy spreading endless stories about Joe. Network anchors interviewed Joe and kept the coverage folksy but away from Barack.
Mel got a bonus check and he told Marty, “I hope you were paying attention. We took a story about an inexplicable tax policy and made it into a story about an unlicensed plumber that Senator Joe doesn’t trust. Did you notice how we even got some stories on the net saying we'd put Joe out of work? That'll put the fear of God into those red neck motherfuckers. Like my teacher, Saul, used to say, ‘We’re fucking over America one working man at a time.’”

1992 Democrat Convention Refused toAllow an Antiabortion Speaker

this is a post from this blog http://www.firstthings.com/onthesquare/?p=1161
A Vote for Sarah Palin

By Suann Therese Maier
Wednesday, September 3, 2008, 7:51 AM

Three memories have shaped my approach to this year’s general election.

Here’s the first. In the late 1970s, during a two-year break from teaching to raise our second son, an adopted child, I found myself at a Los Angeles dinner party filled with DINKs, the “double income, no kids” crowd who were just emerging as a self-aware and upwardly mobile social group. I fell to talking—or more accurately, listening—to a chatty young female attorney who said she was putting in eighty hours a week as a junior associate on a variety of important cases.

After twenty minutes or so, she finally noticed my silence and asked me what I did with my own time. So I told her. I told her about the young couple that had asked my husband and me to adopt their baby if we covered their hospital expenses. I told her about waiting outside the delivery room for our son to be born. I told her about the bureaucratic maze that came with finalizing the adoption of a newborn. I told her about borrowing money from friends so we’d look more solvent than we actually were to Social Service inspectors who checked our accounts.

“That’s wonderful dear,” she said. “You’re so lucky not to have a real job.”

Here’s the second memory. I remember my fourth child, our son Dan, being born one winter evening, purple and struggling for breath. I remember my husband pouring water over his head as we baptized him in my arms. I remember the young Filipina doctor rushing Dan to intensive care. I remember the ten days of his fighting for life. And I remember Dan’s diagnosis, when it finally came in: Down syndrome.

Here’s the third memory. I remember my father, a successful young Chicago attorney, telling me why the Democratic party was the party of “our people,” and why so many Catholics were Democrats, and why the party stood for the little guy, the poor and the defenseless. I remember listening as a young girl in our kitchen as Saul Alinsky organized my parents’ Catholic friends on racial and economic issues in our Chicago living room. And I remember the night in 1992 when Pennsylvania’s governor, Robert Casey, was denied a chance to talk against abortion at the Democratic national convention.

As I draw on those memories now, I reach certain conclusions. As a woman, mother, wife, and lifetime professional educator, I will vote, enthusiastically, for Sarah Palin as vice president this November. Even if the media pressure forces her from the ticket, I will vote against the Democratic party—partly because I respect John McCain and believe him to be the better candidate, but equally because I’m tired of the intransigence and condescension of the Democratic leadership on the abortion issue.

I will vote for Sarah Palin because I don’t need the Democratic platform’s belated affirmation of motherhood. Thanks, but I already know that motherhood is good, several times over. Moreover, the party’s rediscovery of motherhood seems rather cynical in the current news cycle, while Democratic-friendly bloggers and media types bash Palin about her daughter’s pregnancy and her own busy schedule while bringing up children. How can a real sympathy for motherhood come from the same people who wrote a platform that hardens the party’s addiction to a phony right to kill the unborn?

I will vote for Sarah Palin because she has guts. We’ve never met, but I suspect I know something about her life, and so do a great many other women. I know what it means to have a son with Down syndrome. I know what it means to talk a good line about religious faith and then be asked to prove it. I know what it means to have a daughter pregnant and unmarried.

In fact, while we’re on the subject, I also know what it means to have two grandchildren born out of wedlock, a son struggling with alcohol, two grandchildren with serious disabilities, putting myself through graduate school while simultaneously caring for a husband and children and teaching full time—and a whole lot more. This is the stuff of real human love; this is the raw material of family life. And those who think that Palin’s beliefs and family struggles are funny or worth jeering at, simply reveal the venality of their own hearts.

I will vote for Sarah Palin because she is intelligent, tenacious and talented. Nobody made her rise easy, and no one is making it easy now. And—is it only moms who notice this?—unlike Senator Biden, she does seem to act consistently on her beliefs about the sanctity of life, at considerable personal cost.

I will vote for Sarah Palin because she doesn’t come from Washington or New York or Chicago or anywhere else the political and media aristoi like to hang out. In fact, I especially like the idea that the state she governs actually produces something—like some of the oil that powers the hair dryers and klieg lights at MSNBC.

I will vote for Sarah Palin because Roe v. Wade is bad law, and it needs to fall. I don’t doubt the intelligence and character of men like Doug Kmiec, the younger Bob Casey, and others who sympathize with the Obama campaign. But I do doubt their judgment. At the end of the day, the Democratic party in 2008 has conceded nothing to pro-life Democrats. The fact that Sen. Obama listens respectfully to pro-lifers without calling them reactionary dunces does not constitute progress. Results and behavior are what matter. On both those counts, the party has again failed to show any real sensitivity to pro-life concerns. In that light, high profile Catholics who support Obama are simply rationalizing their surrender on Roe.

Finally, I will vote for Sarah Palin, not because I’ve left the Democratic party of my youth and young adulthood, but because that party has left me. In fact, it no longer exists. And no amount of elegant speaking, exciting choreography, and moral alibis will bring it back.

That’s the real tragedy of this election.

Suann Therese Maier, the mother of four and former director of non-profit support organizations for pregnant women and children with disabilities, is a teacher in Colorado.