On this day in 71B.C. the Thracian gladiator Spartacus was put to death by Marcus Licinius Crassus for disclosing confidential scrolls. When informed days later that in fact the Roman Senate had already publicly released the scrolls, Crassus replied “Oh, ok, my bad”.
What’s interesting about Bory Cooker is that it takes less than 1/2 an hour of noodling around on this intertubes thingy to discover that important components of his record and biography are manure or sure smell like manure. The media have been stupefyingly incurious about it even when fed the goods by his opponents, maybe because they’re Democratic operatives with bylines.
Spartacus, according to history, successfully escaped through the north of Italy with his followers and was on the way back to Thrace (modern Bulgaria) when he was persuaded to return to Italy to pillage. He was executed as a bandit, not a revolutionary.
If people are going to compare themselves (or their enemies) to historic figures, could they at least get the history reasonably correct?
Most of what we know about Spartacus is hazy due to inadequate sources. We are unsure, for example, of whether he was called a Thracian because of his ancestry or because as a Gladiator he fought with the armor called Thracian. What is certain is that he was a military genius, judging from the consular armies he defeated, and the fear he roused in his Roman foes.
I know an otherwise very knowledgeable and well educated young lady in a high position of corporate power in a nuclear energy firm who absolutely adores Cory Booker. Surprisingly he as a Democrat supports nuclear energy. Personally, while I have devoted 4+ decades of my life to nuclear energy, I would rather see its demise than to lend one iota of support to vile pathetic narcissistic prideful politicians like Cory Booker. And yes, I despise, loathe, abhor, detest, and hold in utter contempt and disdain liberal progressive feminism.
I think the most insufferable thing about “Spartacus” Booker—-Yes, like Kamala Harris—-is his insatiable need to pretend to be a downtrodden child of the ghetto that has had to fight a life-long struggle against “The Man.”
In fact both his parents were six-figure salary earners at IBM, while he lived in a nearly all-white, quite upper-class township, Harrington Park, New Jersey, where the average median household income at least in 2000 was roughly about $120,000 per household. So you probably have heard about his need to make up a ghetto character, “T-bone,” because whom he supposedly saved from a life of crime and destruction “in the hood.”
I have always felt that his red button about affirmative action related to the fact that he got a football scholarship to Stanford University and felt insecure next to the other students they gained access with far superior test scores and academic learning.
I think the most insufferable thing about “Spartacus” Booker—-Yes, like Kamala Harris—-is his insatiable need to pretend to be a downtrodden child of the ghetto that has had to fight a life-long struggle against “The Man.”
I don’t recall Booker having done that. It’s his mugging an yarn-pulling that gets to you.
Spartacus Booker must get on with his “historic” POTUS run before Chelsea Clinton and David Hogg reach age 35 years. Then it’s their “turns.”
If he wins, he can do to America what he did for Newark, NJ (a bottom-ten worst city for families) – nothing.
SP: “…The most insufferable thing about “Spartacus” Booker—-Yes, like Kamala Harris—-is his insatiable need to pretend to be a downtrodden child of the ghetto that has had to fight a life-long struggle against “The Man.”
Art Deco: “I don’t recall Booker having done that.”
Good time then to get updated on one of Cory Booker’s regular biographical bleatings of how mistreated he and his IBM-executive parents were by The Man. The regular recitation of inherited racially-discriminated wrongs is a regular part of his dog-and-pony act.
https://blavity.com/senator-cory-booker-opens-up-about-his-childhood-success-and-paths-forward-in-special-podcast-episode
Or, Booker goes back to how “he had to fight racism” when “his family integrated” Harrington Park, NJ, and he says he was “..Growing up in the ’70s and ’80s on both sides of America’s color line, I wasn’t sheltered by my parents: they didn’t shy away from showing me the often ugly truth of bigotry and poverty,..” (Forbes, 2016):
https://www.forbes.com/sites/danschawbel/2016/02/16/cory-booker-leading-through-uniting-people-and-communities/#2d20e03d4548
Booker in fact has had a wonderful life of opportunity and upper-class success in America, but has a regular need to Obama-ize his supposedly oppressed past.
If he wins, he can do to America what he did for Newark, NJ (a bottom-ten worst city for families) – nothing.
Given what the usual Democrat administrations do to families when they try to “do something,” should a “President Booker” come to pass, I would settle for doing nothing.
My mother’d have been pleased to tell you that Newark ca. 1936 was anxiety provoking.
The place has been a slum for 50 years. Booker’s failure was the same as Martin O’Malley’s in Baltimore: lotsa hype, little progress.
Well, about 4,500 people lived in Harrington Park, NJ ca. 1975, so his may very well have been the only black family when they moved in. The population of the town was 0.7% black in 2010 and 0.7% black in 2000. (I.e. about 14 households; I’m going to go out on a limb and suggest that perhaps the amenities are rather SWPL).
The really funny thing about Cory Booker suffering “racial injustice e” was when he planned on returning as a fifth-year senior, having an extra year of eligibility, to play one more year of football at Stanford. However the new coach who succeeded Jack Elway, Denny Green, called him into his office and told him that his scholarship was being ended and he would not have a place on the team.
Uh, Denny Green, a self-infatuated mediocre coach but a reliable curmudgeon, is African-American. So brother gets screwed by one of the brothers.
There was a short twitter storm on the “I AM SPARTACUS!” malarkey (Gaelic for BS). An example, “I rolled a Stop Sign. I am Spartacus!”
Another reminder why I voted against Obama.