Christianity and Middle-Earth

Tuesday, April 26, 2005

The Scouring of the Shire: George Soros Plays Sharkey

"The Elder Days are gone. The Middle Days are passing. The Younger Days are beginning. The time of the Elves is over, but our time is at hand: the world of Men, which we must rule. But we must have power, power to order all things as we will, for that good which only the Wise can see."

Saruman, FotR

No Admittance Between Sundown and Sunrise

Sharkey's persistent, if nothing else.
"George Soros told a carefully vetted gathering of 70 likeminded millionaires and billionaires last weekend that they must be patient if they want to realize long-term political and ideological yields from an expected massive investment in “startup” progressive think tanks (…) Rob Stein, a veteran of President Bill Clinton’s Commerce Department and of New York investment banking, convened the meeting of venture capitalists, left-leaning moneymen and a select few D.C. strategists on how to seed pro-Democratic think tanks, media outlets and leadership schools to compete with such entrenched conservative institutions as the Heritage Foundation, the American Enterprise Institute and the Leadership Institute."
From there—if you’d like an easy-to-grasp view of the goods on Mr. Soros—go to this related site and click on Discover the Network in the upper right-hand corner and follow the links to this Individual Profile.

(Yes, this is a conservative site, but, come, be logical—why would you expect the remoras that rely for sustenance on the Hungarian Sharkey to beach him? There are plenty of links to sources, so you can draw your own conclusions. The Visual Maps are particularly interesting.)

None of this surprises those of us who have been keeping even an occasional glance on Mr. Soros for any length of time, but for your delectation I offer these informative links for further insight on the prime financier of the Loonybiscuit Left:

George Soros and the Press
"One would think that our journalists, who profess a commitment to the Bill of Rights, would raise the alarm. But they're too busy filling out grant applications to the Soros Open Society Institute."
The Coming Crackdown on Blogging (via LGF)
"Smith should know. He's one of the six commissioners at the Federal Election Commission, which is beginning the perilous process of extending a controversial 2002 campaign finance law to the Internet."
’No!’ said Merry. ‘It’s no good “getting under cover”. That is just what people have been doing, and just what these ruffians like. They will simply come down on us in force, corner us, and then drive us out, or burn us in. No, we’ve got to do something at once!’

‘Do what?’ said Pippin.

‘Raise the Shire!’ said Merry. ‘Now! Wake all our people! They hate all this, you can see: all of them except perhaps one or two rascals, and a few fools that want to be important, but don’t at all understand what is really going on. But Shire-folk have been so comfortable so long, they don’t know what to do. They just want a match though, and they’ll go up in fire. The Chief’s Men must know that. They’ll try to stamp on us and put us out quick. We’ve only got a very short time.’

The Greatest Investors: George Soros
"A highly respected currency speculator, he once shorted the British Pound for a one day gain in excess of $1 billion."
A Free Pass for "21st Century Lenin"
"Known as "the man who almost broke the Bank of England," Soros engaged in a complex financial transaction that resulted in the Bank of England losing billions of dollars defending the British pound before having to devalue it. He is essentially a manipulator of money, able to bet that currencies of nations will rise or fall while he makes billions in the process."
Foundation Watch
"George Soros: A Bridge to Radicalism -- Soros Funds a Leftwing Network Addressing Media, Legal and Social Issues" (pdf, via
’I’m sorry, Mr. Merry,’ said Hob, ‘but it isn’t allowed.’

‘What isn’t allowed?’

‘Taking in folk off-hand like, and eating extra food, and all that,’ said Hob.

‘What’s the matter with the place?’ said Merry. ‘Has it been a bad year, or what? I thought it had been a fine summer and harvest.’

‘Well, no, the year’s been good enough,’ said Hob. ‘We grows a lot of food but we don’t rightly know what becomes of it. It’s all these “gatherers” and “sharers”, I reckon, going around and counting and measuring and taking off to storage. They do more gathering than sharing, and we never see most of the stuff again.’

Of particular interest to me is this aspect of Mr. Soros's philanthropy:

Soros and Schiavo
"It would seem that Terri Schiavo had the misfortune to be targeted as a test case for a wide-reaching change in medical policy. That, I believe, is why her would-be killers - those in black robes as well as white ones - run roughshod over the law with such fearless confidence. Powerful forces stand behind them. Hundreds of billions of dollars in future medical entitlements are at stake."
Death March: Assisted Suicide
"Compassion in Dying, a Hemlock spinoff founded in 1993 to surreptitiously assist in suicides, is also broadening its mandate. Originally a local group in Seattle, it has metastasized into the Compassion in Dying Federation of America, funded in part by billionaire George Soros, who has donated at least $350,000 to various of its constituent groups."
(As an aside, the Compassion in Dying Federation of America has the Right Loony Bishop Spong on its advisory board. ‘Nuff said.)

In 1994, Mr. Soros gave a speech at Columbia Presbyterian Medical Center that included this wee snippet:
"This brings me to that hotly debated subject, physician-assisted suicide and euthanasia. This is the one aspect of dying that is talked about everywhere -- on television, in public forums, in newspaper headlines, and serious journal articles. Voters in Oregon just approved a law that makes it the first state to lift the prohibition against physician-assisted suicide.

As the son of a mother who was member of the Hemlock Society, and as a reader of Plato's Phaedra, I cannot but approve. But I must emphasize that I am speaking in my personal capacity and not on behalf of the Board of the Project on Death in America."
No, of course not. Influencing people who depend on Mr. Soros’s good graces for paychecks or grants is the last thing on his mind. He most certainly wouldn’t want to tempt his audience. (The headline at that last link is my favorite: Soros to Announce $15 Million to Combat Influence of Money in Medicine. Makes perfect sense to me!) Why, it was just sheer fluke that he was invited to give this speech; in fact, they really wanted the head of housekeeping to give the address, but she‘s in such demand as a speaker at universities these days that there’s no getting on her calendar for love or—er, um, anything.

And lastly, as the cherry on top of this section of our little linkfest, there’s this: OSI Seminar Series: Building Coalitions for Tobacco Control

There was no beer and very little food, but with what the travelers brought and shared out they all made a fair meal; and Pippin broke Rule 4 by putting most of the next day’s allowance of wood on the fire.

‘Well, now, what about a smoke, while you tell us what has been happening in the Shire?’ he said.

‘There isn’t no pipeweed now,’ said Hob; ‘at least, only for the Chief’s men. All the stocks seem to have gone. We do hear that wagon-loads of it went away down the old road out of the Southfarthing, over Sarn Ford way. That would be the end o’ last year, after you left. But it had been going away quietly before that, in a small way…’
~~~ offers a take on Our Financier as “The Dark Lord Soros.” This amuses me, but methinks the author gives Mr. Soros a higher rank than he deserves. Mr. Soros is doubtless afflicted with a hefty portion of megalomania, but underneath that is a plain, old-fashioned busybody—albeit an epic busybody, one with the money and thus the means to stick his busy fingers into a great many pies. (The pies can be any ethnic/cultural flavor that they want to be as long as they are in line with the basic Utopian menu.) Take away that money and you’ve got a cross between a Homeowners Association Board director and a trendier, softer-spoken, bankrupt version of the Earl of Sidcup.

‘What’s all this?’ said Frodo, feeling inclined to laugh.

‘This is what it is, Mr. Baggins,’ said the leader of the Shirrifs, a two-feather hobbit: ‘You’re arrested for Gate-breaking, and Tearing up of Rules, and Assaulting Gate-keepers, and Trespassing, and Sleeping in Shire-buildings without Leave, and Bribing Guards with Food.’

It’s not Mr. Soros’s opinions I object to—well, I do object to them, but what I mean is that he is entitled to his opinions, political, religious or otherwise, God granting each of us the right to self-determination and the consequences—but it’s not so much that as it is his overriding impulse to remake the world in accordance with those opinions, whether the rest of us like it or not.

And what a well-ordered world it will be! Harmony achieved by Theraputic Guidance, inclusiveness guaranteed by Judicial Order, efficient use of resources assured by Central Planning, thus granting to each citizen the right to be born by permission, live a politically-correct life, and then die by prior arrangement, ushered into eternity by morphine, soft music and cuddly crib-toys. Man arrives at his glorious future and it is a Paint-By-Number Paradise.

Now granted, such a splendid realization of properly dotted ‘i’s and crossed ’t’s was Sauron’s hankering, too (minus pastels and lollipops, of course, Sauron’s taste in utopias being more along the lines of a particularly depressed Rabine landscape), so my disinclination to classify Mr. Soros as the Dark Lord may seem mere fussiness. But I feel that he lacks a little something, perhaps the beauty and charm with which his master so easily deceived the Elven eye and that, inverted, fed the menacing black hunger that crept ever amongst the shadows of Middle-Earth: the Soros kingdom is built but with the power that comes from money.
’You little folk are getting too uppish. Don’t you trust too much in the Boss’s kind heart. Sharkey’s come now, and he’ll do what Sharkey says.’

‘And what may that be?’ said Frodo quietly.

‘This country wants waking up and setting to rights,’ said the ruffian, ‘and Sharkey’s going to do it; and make it hard, if you drive him to it. You need a bigger Boss. And you’ll get one before the year is out, if there’s any more trouble. Then you’ll learn a thing or two, you little rat-folk.’

Deprived of his financial Isengard, bereft of his stock-ticker palantir, unable to bankroll his Open Society Orthanc, Mr. Soros would be ignored and forgotten and forced to find some little helpless Shire to regulate into happiness and metaphorical soot by way of venting his frustrations. Because, you see, it’s not enough for him that his soot be exactly two inches deep; every soot-garden in the Shire had better be too and if it ain’t, well, I expect he’ll insist upon sensitivity training or hobnailed bootlicking or some such for those of us with bad attitudes.

But don’t be too distressed, Pippin. There may not be any of the Shire’s pipeweed left for you to smoke, but Sharkey is going to provide plenty of the other sort.

Update: Just came across this in a recent Moonbat Central post.


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