Speaking of the Big Broadcast

A couple Sundays ago they were going on and on how awful it was back in the Blacklist days, where the Hollywood 10 named names or didn't name names and oh my goodness a couple handful of Reds had to get day jobs to pay the rent.

The HUAC hearing were in 1950.  Hitler was dead but Stalin was still alive.  By this time there was really no excuse for everyone to not know how big a monster ol' Uncle Joe really was.  And there was an actual shooting war going on against them Commies.  Can you imagine if there was a cult of personality promoting the NSDAP as popular as the one we've had and STILL have with Dialectic Materialism? 

Forgive me if I have zero sympathy for Symps like Trumbo.  He didn't starve or freeze to death or come down with Typhus in a work camp in Alaska.  He did fine.  Folks like him were working at their old jobs on the sly soon enough thanks to Fellow Travelers, and openly not too long after that.

Now the Blacklist is applied to regular Americans instead of Pinkos.  Innocent conservatives that didn't kill 100 million people.

I am glad the resurgence of Commie Chic looks as ridiculous and sad as it does (thank you, Venezuela, for being you).   NPR should apologize to Hedda Hopper.  She was on the side of the angels.

(gun content:  if the Hollywood commies had gotten their fervent wish they might eventually have been executed with a Walther Model 2 in ,25ACP)