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Posted by on Jun 10, 2009 in Arts & Entertainment, Politics | 21 comments

Jon Voight? The Actor?

At the Palin-and-Gingrich-blessed Republican Congressional fundraiser the other night, Jon Voight — the actor, not the periodontist — called President Obama a “false prophet”:

Everything Obama has recommended has turned out to be disastrous.

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We are becoming a weak nation. Obama really thinks that he is a soft-spoken Julius Ceaser. He thinks he’s going to conquer the world with his soft-spoken sweet talk. And really thinks he’s going to bring all the enemies of the world into a little playground where they’ll swing each other back and forth. We and we alone are the right frame of mind to free this nation from this Obama oppression.

Yes, Jon Voight — an almost great actor, once upon a time, in one or two great films (Midnight Cowboy, at least) — is a devout Republican.

But, given the extent of his inanity, where to begin? (Check out Tom Watson, who runs down “the paroxysms of pleasure quivering in the downtrodden conservative blogosphere” — great line.)

Oh, why bother? It’s Jon Voight, not Liam Neeson, and one has come to expect such nonsense from him.

Everything Obama has touched? Really? Like what?

— America is weakening? Because of Obama? Really? He’s to blame?

— Obama as Julius Caesar? Caesar was a soft-spoken sweet-talker? I’d like to ask the Gauls about that, if I may. (And did not Caesar help usher in the Roman Empire?)

— Obama as false prophet? But he’s neither false nor a prophet. In fact, Obama is being criticized from the left, and from many of his supporters (including the proprietor of this humble weblog), as too pragmatic and as too much of a realist.

— The Obama “oppression”? Of what? Of whom? Well, of idiots like Jon Voight, apparently, who see whatever they don’t like, whatever challenges their right-wing ideology and partisan orthodoxy, as somehow oppressive. In loss, they do so whine and complain, don’t they?

I’d prefer it if Mr. Jon Voight, the once-relevant actor, stopped talking politics, or whatever this feces-spewing was, and went back to the post-stardom oblivion whence he came.

(Cross-posted from The Reaction.)