Showing posts with label James Taylor. Show all posts
Showing posts with label James Taylor. Show all posts

Tuesday, November 17, 2015

Where will James Taylor sing next?



The satirical blog Manhattan Infidel reports that James Taylor is getting a little impatient, waiting to hear from John Kerry.

Monday, January 19, 2015

Responding to barbarism from the seventh century with soft rock from the 1970s

Out of respect for my readers, I have not re-posted the You Tube video of James Taylor singing "You've got a Friend" to the French. I presume you have already seen it, and were as embarrassed as I. Kevin Williamson writes that
It is the substitution of celebrity for power, of sentiment for analysis, of sloppy gesture for clear-headed commitment.

We’re responding to barbarism from the seventh century with soft rock from the 1970s.

Who is James Taylor?
He became a hired hand for politicians, playing with MoveOn.org’s “Vote for Change” tour through swing states on behalf of – small world! – John Kerry, our national personification of vanity, a kept man, dilettante, and Democratic time-server whose career was both launched and sustained by self-serving accounts of his service in the Vietnam War, a conflict that Taylor avoided by being declared mentally unfit to serve.

If you find yourself in a fight, you want to know that you’ve got a friend. But do you really want that friend to be James Taylor?

It’s not that we should send the 101st Airborne to les banlieues, rather that we should be the sort of country that makes it matter when we say “you’ve got a friend.” When it comes to jihad, there are no obvious solutions, but there are some obvious non-solutions, and an impromptu James Taylor concert surely is one of them.

Saturday, January 17, 2015

Serenading the French

Mark Steyn writes:
Under Bush, extrajudicial rendition meant the CIA shipping you overseas to be tortured by the Saudis and Pakistanis. Under Obama, an extrajudicial rendition means shipping fey old folkies to Europe to torture the natives:

Speaking of James Taylor serenading the French under the adoring eyes of hugger John Kerry, Steyn uses his imagination to bring in other performers. Go here to read what songs they performed.

Thanks to Doug Ross