It's finally happening

Does anyone remember the bathroom scene from Poltergeist? One of the paranormal "researchers" stops for a quick self-grooming moment in the haunted Suburban McMansion and starts picking at a blemish on his face. With some (at the time) frighteningly realistic makeup effecs, the casual face-picker starts actually tearing chunks of blubbery, bloody flesh right off the bone, apparently unable to quit and unable to call for help. The shredding continues as long as Spielberg can hold it up (which is a long time in my 24-year-old memories of the film) until suddenly, with a filmic flash, the illusion snaps to, and the researcher is left quivering in fear and disgust.

This is what is happening with the Neo-con movement right now. They're starting to tear their own face off and have realized, horror-stricken, that they can't stop and they can't call for help. All of us out here who might step in, just for a bit, to say: "Hey, neo-cons (and Joe Lieberman), it's OK to be wrong once in awhile" are instead standing here remembering how eighteen or twenty months ago we were "Saddam Lovers" and "Objectively Pro-Terror" and a bunch of other bullshit that was not only offensively slanderous but murderously wrong.

Unlike the scene from Poltergeist, however, I find this facial self-mutilation to be almost laughable. Almost funny. If it weren't my country that lay in fiscal ruination I would be laughing. But instead I'm just jazzing on the schauenfreude. It's good to be right, especially when those in the wrong are so goddamn wrong.