There are few things which taste sweeter on the tongue, yet tend more to turn the stomach, than a bit of schadenfreude, grilled medium-well with a slightly sweet mango dipping sauce. (This is what you get when I write while hungry.) Examples might include:
- When President Obama’s teleprompter goes to pieces under the stress of a public presentation.
- When Sonia Sotomayor mispronounces “eminent” as “imminent” several times during questioning.
- When John Conyers is brought under scrutiny because his wife (another public official) has accepted bribes.
- When . . . .
One could go on (and find much more serious and damaging things to write about with regards to those whose principles and policies I heartily disagree). This particular post was triggered by reading Fastidious’ bit on dumb things in the political sphere where she believes that non-Democrats are creating a mountain range from a series of disjointed molehills.
As a political conservative, I can see where glorying or gloating in the shortcomings of the opposition, or blowing things out of proportion to score a few gossip points might be considered fair–in the sense that we get no break from those who disagree with us when a member of our side (see Sanford, Governor of Heart Carolina) does something remarkably stupid.
There are, however, so many issues which are critical to the continuance of our republic which we are not talking about if we are concerning ourselves with the penny ante failures and foibles of those who would do their best to ensure that we will no longer even have a republic once the smoke dissipates.
Health care, debt, defense, taxes: Do those who would change all of these areas really care what we talk about/write about/read about as long as we are ineffective in stopping the tsunami of socialist policies which this current Congress and Executive have triggered? If we’ve got the energy to debate–let’s spend it on those areas which are most likely to be useful.
I am reminded of the following from Solomon bar David:
For a just man falls seven times, and rises up again: but the wicked shall fall into mischief.
Rejoice not when your enemy falls, and let not your heart be glad when he stumbles.
I’m going to work on the getting back up when we fall part and do my best to leave schadenfreude off the menu.