Wimpy candy-assed coating outside, chewy ass-kicking Teamster inside...

Much has been written today about Rod Dreher's comments quoted in the Moonie Times:

National Review's Rod Dreher was around Grand Central Station in New York on Saturday after the anti-war demonstration ended, and he did not like what he saw.

"I grant that there are morally serious people against the war. I just didn't see any of them today. This is what I saw: a child whose parents hung a poster around her neck that read: 'More candy and ice cream/less war and bigotry.' I'm not making that up.
"I also saw this slogan on a poster: 'The Iraqi people need our love, not our bombs.' Ooh yeah, and mean people are bad," Mr. Dreher writes in the Corner on the magazine's Web site.

But that was not the worst of it.
"I also saw a woman carrying a poster that had an image of President Bush with a Hitler mustache drawn on.
"I nearly lost it over that. What kind of decent person would have anything to do with a movement that likened the president of the United States to a genocidal mass murderer?
"Just to see them walking the street is to put oneself in touch with one's inner Teamster."

Fortunately Dreher's anger management skills kept him from beating up a woman (looks like Morgan Pillsbury fell in with the wrong guy...), but then again, this is the incredible fearsome Mr. Dreher. Jeez, he makes Justin Timberlake seem awfully butch.

It looks to me that, even if Dreher tag-teamed with compatriot Christian film critic Michael Medved, they'd be hard pressed to beat up a 12 year-old blind girl.