Disorder?

Thanks to Daily Pundit (via Instapundit), I just learned that all this time spent blogging does not make me a blogger, a writer, or anything like that; it makes me mentally disordered!
I have to say, I am impressed by the timing, coming as it does on the heels of the groundbreaking Berkeley Psychology Department study which diagnosed conservatives as disordered.
Taken together, I guess this means that if you are not a liberal, and decide to blog, they can throw the whole DSM-V book at you!
Can Soviet style psychiatric hospitals be far behind?
Even Bill O’Reilly — who complained that bloggers “work for no one” and “can’t be fired” — never thought of this angle. (Of course, mean-spirited type that he is, if he saw the report he’d probably snap that “they can’t be cured!”)
Senator Abourezk merely sued his blog critic. That’s lame. Now, armed with scientific evidence, any aggrieved politician or “real” writer (“professionals” who work for someone) can label his enemies in the blogosphere as mentally disordered. All that need be shown is that they fit the MOUSE acronym:
1. More than intended time spent online;

DAMN! This post is taking me longer than I thought it would!

2. Other responsibilities neglected;

I can think of at least five things I should do right now!

3. Unsuccessful attempts to cut down;

Here I am on a vacation, still blogging!

4. Significant relationships discord;

My dog hates it when I sit in front of the screen, and he lets me know about it!

5. Excessive thoughts or anxiety when not online.

Shit! I have email piling up! A new link and I haven’t had time to reciprocate! Uh-oh! Someone might be making fun of my last post!

I need help badly! Isn’t there a recovery group somewhere?
1. We admitted we were powerless over blogging — that our lives had become unmanageable.
Hmmm…..
Doesn’t the Bible condemn blogging? Yes, but we have reached a modern understanding:
Love the blogger, but hate the blog?
I feel very threatened by this kind of thinking. It is nothing but another lifestye attack!
And what is the best defense? Why, a good offense, of course….
Which leads to the serious side of this: the damned know-it-alls and other butt-insky types simply will not leave us alone. They think they have the right to sit in judgment, to make pronouncements, to declare people mentally sick, to label those who do not conform.
Perhaps that is why it has been such a genuine relief to be around bikers. Bikers are the antithesis of the people who butt in. They are fiercely individualistic, and in my humble opinion, some of the finest Americans to be found. They are Americans in the truest sense. And the good news is that they are mainstream. This is in accord with the observation I and others have made about the silent libertarian majority.
Here’s an honest peek into the biker lifestyle:

When Paul Revere and the Raiders ended their performance with a soaring rendition of Lee Greenwood’s “God Bless the USA,” the crowd cheered and sang along. That this is the same crowd that later hooted for the nearly nude contestants in the Miss Buffalo Chip contest is only ironic if one fails to grasp the libertinism inherent in the libertarian urge.
For, if there is an overriding ethic for the new breed of bikers, it is this: People should be free to do whatever they want as long as they’re not hurting anyone.
When you think about it, that philosophy is so ubiquitous throughout the history of our country that it is our true American motto and ought to be inscribed on all our money. The biker just calls the bluff of those who mouth such traditional libertarian beliefs and says, “OK then, let’s party!”
Here’s a scary thought for those of you who believe a glass of chardonnay, the latest copy of the Atlantic Monthly and a little Vivaldi on the stereo are the makings of a fine evening: Not only in politics, but also in cultural values, bikers are closer to the U.S. mainstream than you are. In a pop-culture nation where blockbuster movies, prime-time television and teen music are permeated with barnyard sex and bathroom humor, who can say the straight-out raunchiness of Sturgis is countercultural?

Read it all.
You can call it countercultural or traditional, or I can call it classical (which I think it is). But I’ll tell you one thing: bikers won’t be labeled, they won’t be judged, and they won’t be cured. That shit sucks!
Disorder is cool! And it’s American!


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