Manche Nachrufe schreibt man nicht selbst

von LePenseur

... denn sie gerieten wohl zu gallig, um pietätvoll zu sein. Da nun Trump von der allgegenwärtigen »Military Heroism And Sacrifice In The Name Of National Greatness And Security«-Inszenierung der US-Systemmedien gedrängt wurde, einige Worte dem unlängst verstorbenen Intimfeind nachzurufen, so sei auch auf diesem Blog ein Nachruf zitiert, der das Gesicht des prominenten Senators »zur Kenntlichkeit entstellt« (um ein bekanntes Diktum von Karl Kraus zutreffend zu verwenden):

Child of the State, Man of War

By Karen Kwiatkowski

August 28, 2018

And now, John Sidney McCain, III is a corpse in a morgue awaiting his state burial.  It is as it should be, perhaps for the first time in his entire life.

McCain – the holy terror of teenager and Naval Academy cadet, mad pilot and poster child for the horrors of the towering enemy we faced for our very survival as a Republic in Vietnam, and political animal for much of his life – clearly was not at home in this world.

In a world filled with people who are all pretty much accountable on a daily basis for their decisions, choices, actions, and for the pain they have and are causing, John McCain was missing from his post.

Instead, as a son of a successful Naval commander, he path was not entirely his own, and yet he did, repeatedly, choose that path.

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Nicht nett genug? Mag sein. Aber dafür: wahr.