I hate talk of the middle ground. And that's a lot of what I hear these days.
"The Dems and the Repubs should find the middle ground on Obamacare, on the debt ceiling, on illegal immigrants." You name it: the wishy-washy, compromising, half ass, middle ground is the new Shangri-La.
One minor problem: there ain't no middle ground. There is only what is right and what is not right. There is no halfway between them. You are either free or you are not free. There are no part-time slaves. There is only life and death. There are no ghosts. The middle ground is the imagined playground where fools and liars and con artists and criminals like to play...and where they want to lure you to play, too, so they can steal what you have.
The middle ground is a euphemism for surrender.
Want to hear the new play song of the middle grounders?
"If the terrorists had knocked down only one tower
If Hitler had burned and gassed only 3 million Jews
, If Rosa Parks had moved back to the middle of the bus
If only half of what we hear are lies
All would be well with the world"
They want a middle ground? Tell them to dig a hole three feet deep and lie down in it.
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