Liberal's Worldview Torn Asunder As Truth Destroys Their Fictions

What has proved almost as astonishing as Mitt Rooney's debate dominance has been the intellectual meltdown of the Left in its wake.  Yuval Levin explains why:

...liberals are often caught off guard when faced with an actual argument for positions they disagree with. What we’ve seen in the wake of the debate is that some on the Left are so wedded to their imaginary right-wingers that when their actual opponents advance positions or make arguments that are different from those imaginary ones they will call those actual opponents fakes and liars. They believed their own caricature of Mitt Romney, and his unwillingness to play into it strikes them as dishonest. Or put another way: Confronted with evidence of their own dishonesty about who Romney is and what he stands for, they call the evidence a lie.


Personified by none other than the president of the United States:

"I met this very spirited fellow who claimed to be Mitt Romney," Obama said at the Denver rally. "But it couldn't have been Mitt Romney because the real Mitt Romney has been running around the country for the last year promising $5 trillion in tax cuts that favor the wealthy"



The problem with this claim? Even the Washington Post - no fan of the challenger - has debunked the claim of a Romney $5 trillion tax cut as a "myth".  But truth and reality no longer have any place in the Obama re-election campaign, nor in liberal dogma.   They haven't for a while, of course, but now it appears as if the Democratic party, with the failure of their socio-economic philosophy ;bared for all to see, will run strictly on lies and deception, and count on a compliant media to echo and give credence to their outrageous claims.

Hard to see it working.  The emperor has no clothes, and it will be a hard road to convince the American people he is actually dressed in splendiferous finery.  But the Democrats, and the media, will tie themselves in  knots trying to, and then blame us for our lack of sophistication when we chose to believe the evidence of our own eyes.

All of which leads me to be humming one of my favorite songs by The Alarm (the true sound of Irish rebellion; not the vainglorious pretty-boy poseurs of U2):

Face to face with a ragged truth
Mixed up and torn in two
And turned your back on the only thing
That could save you from yourself

After all time building up
Comes inevitable knocking down
(ONE BY ONE )
Comes receivers liars gamblers
Pick pocket entourage

All cards are marked
And all fates will collide
The truth is the truth
Or the truth is surely a lie