In a classic case of what the shrinks call “projection,” the Spectator’s merry-go-round of establishmentarians hold their daily “Two Minutes Hate.” With Ron Paul advocating defense but not permanent war on the Telescreen, the Memory Hole Munchkins scream, Julia throws chairs, and O’Brien (Rumsfeld? Cheney? Other faves of the mag that was once daringly called the “Alternative“?) smiles approvingly — and winks at Winston. Winston, don’t be fooled: Room 101 awaits, and O’Brien runs the dial of the electronic torture machine. And don’t forget, Cheney still thinks it’s OK. What the neocons really fear is not fear itself, but the … Continue reading Ron Paul Rising