DKos says: Bush racist because blacks are being killed in Darfur

Here's a heart-wrenching diary on the tragedy in Darfur. While the subject is serious, the general maudlin tone of the diarist is silly. But, this is how DKos folks write: they use emotion rather than reason. They use their hatred for Bush to substitute for actual thought. As serious as the subject matter was, I couldn't help laughing at this one. Only a DKos member can make this funny. Here's a link to the diary.

"Time goes on and one day you read about a congressional resolution for Darfur. A unanimously passed resolution. And you are so happy. And you think maybe this will help. Maybe. But then you hear the Bush Administration is attempting to block this unanimously passed resolution. This is when you learn that the government of Khartoum is a secret ally in The War On Terror. And suddenly you are mad. You are so mad you throw something across the room. You never get that mad."


My response is below.

Imagine
An organization of world leaders created for the sole purpose of protecting the weak. You look around and find such an organization; it is called the United Nations.

You finally are able to rest easy with that knowledge that such a heroic organization like the UN will step in and save the victims in Darfur. All that is needed is a mere $50,000,000. That's it. Surely, an organization comprised of all the worlds nations can contribute $50 million to such a good cause.

But, alas, the UN does not give the badly needed $50 million. You again begin to cry yourself to sleep every night wondering, who is the leader of the UN and why won't he help? Is it because the people of Darfur are black and he is a racist? That must be the reason. So, who is this leader? A man named Kofi Annan. But, wait! he's black! How can this be?

You cannot sleep. You cannot eat. You can't even enjoy a Starbucks Frappacino anymore. There's blacks suffering in Darfur but you just can't bring yourself to blame the black leader of the UN.

Then, you glance over at the cover of The New York Times paper. There's a picture of President Bush. Apparently, some leader has called him the devil. Surely, the devil is enjoying the suffering at Darfur, you think. Yes. Bush is to blame.

You order a vanilla frappaccino and sip it while reading the NYT in a comfy sofa at Starbucks. People need to know what I have learned, you think. You decide to write a diary. It will be the best diary ever. People will respond and tell me how great it is.

Later that night, you complete your diary. You turn off the stereo that's been playing your Jack Johnson CD, blow out your incense candles, and fall into deep, deep sleep.