hacked by tugra, Turkisd hacker, NO WAR!
This is the claim of responsibility for the latest escalation in the war on terror. It is now official. Jon Henke and friends at QandO are now at war with Turkey. Jon and McQ are locked in a life and death struggle with the terrible enemy, but Jon is deep in tense discussions over the proper course of action. Jon’s initial rage led to discussions of an immediate invasion, McQ being generally less prone to hawkishness has reportedly held sway for the moment. These are dangerous times, but I suggest we and the QandO administration not act rashly. Words of support from the Kurdish Government in Iraq have already been received along with assurances that the 4th armored division will be given safe passage if necessary. Stay tuned.
Update: McQ with news from the front.
It’s the front page. You can still post to the blog and get to it through a
google search for a topic (and then once on a blog page, hit an “authors”
button and read all of that author’s posts to include new ones). We
(meaning Dale) have to wrestle the front page back from the hacker.
Further Update: Early reports of the 4th armored division’s deployment have been shot down due to the fact it no longer exists.
On the diplomatic front France has offerred to help staff a UN sponsored peacekeeping force. Early reports are it will include at least 15,000 men and women devoted to monitoring and disarming rogue terrorists working out of Turkey. France has offerred to take the lead in providing both manpower and the servers necessary to maintain a credible threat to Turkish hackers.
Reports have emerged as to why more decisive action has not proceeded. The combative head of all QandO military affairs, Dale Franks has been incommunicado. Has he been hit by special forces? Have his body guards spirited him away? Is Jack Bauer aware? Is it possible he has merely been sleeping in?
More to come.
The latest as of 4:00 CST:
While The Turkish hackers remained firmly ensconced on QandO’s home page negotiations proceeded apace. The resistance had already achieved heroic status, but the heated rhetoric from Jon Henke was poorly received in Europe:
Never fear! We shall go on to the end, we shall fight in cyberspace, we shall fight on the blogs, we shall fight with growing confidence and growing strength in the tubes, we shall defend our website, whatever the cost may be, we shall fight on the internets; we shall never surrender, and even if, which I do not for a moment believe, this blog or a large part of it were hacked and disabled, then the blogosphere beyond would carry on the struggle, until, in God’s good time, the Neolibertarian Network, with all its power and might, steps forth to the rescue and the liberation of QandO!
McQ as well has been critcized for his ill thought out “eliminationist” rhetoric:
Me? I’m ready to hang the *******
Glenn Greenwald insisted that this ongoing scourge of ill tempered language is not hyperbole, but expresses a desire for bloodshed on an unimaginable scale:
The right wing obsession with war and ever increasing levels of violence is threatening the very fabric of our nation, our liberties and freedom for sock puppets everywhere.
Thomas Ellers and Jim Henley have e-mailed their support for this lonely fight against the Henke war machine.
From France. Dominique Villepin announced that things looked grim if the normally taciturn and cautious McQ was swept up in the bellicose assault of Henkeism upon the world. Unfortunately the address was so long and punctuated with extensive allusions to Sartre and Marcuse that literary critics are still culling out the appropriate quotes for a press release.
Meanwhile the embattled Dale Franks emerged form his secret hideaway refreshed from a long nap and took the battle to the perfidious foe and recaptured the homepage of the hub of neo-libertarian activity.
Unfortunately the battle may only be on hold. The UN is deep in negotiations as France has so far only agreed to send in a force of 200 retired executive secretaries. Matthew Yglesias has applauded the French diplomacy as a briliant maneuver to bring matters back to status quo. Oddly enough the mercurial Jon Henke thinks he might agree.
In memory of this the Bard himself, Michael Wade, leaves us with this stirring address prepared for Dale to deliver just prior to leading the valiant Special Forces of our network into battle with our dear allies the Peshmerga across the Turkish border:
If we are mark’d to die, we are enow
To do our Neo-libertarian brethren loss; and if to live,
The fewer men, the greater share of honour.
God’s will! I pray thee, wish not one man more.
By Jove, I am not covetous for ad revenue,
Nor care I who doth troll upon my cost;
It yearns me not if men link my posts or not;
Such outward things dwell not in my desires.
But if it be a sin to covet honour,
I am the most offending soul alive.
No, faith, my Turkish nemesis, wish not a man from Neo-libertarianland.
God’s peace! I would not lose so great an honour
As one man more methinks would share from me
For the best hope I have. O, do not wish one more!
Rather proclaim it, my friends, through my website host,
That he which hath no stomach to this fight,
Let him depart; his passport shall be made,
And bus-tokens put into his purse;
We would not die in that man’s company
That fears his fellowship to die with us.
This day is call’d the feast of Labor Day.
He that outlives this day, and comes safe home,
Will stand a tip-toe when this day is nam’d,
And rouse him at the name of, er, Labor.
He that shall live this day, and see old age,
Will yearly on the vigil feast his neighbours,
And say ‘To-morrow is Sainted Labor Day.’
Then will he strip his sleeve and show his scars,
And say ‘These wounds I had on Labor’s Day.’
Old men forget; yet all shall be forgot,
But he’ll remember, with advantages,
What feats he did that day. Then shall our names,
Familiar in his mouth as household words-
Jon the Kingmaker, Dale and McQ,
Omar the Bard and Lance, MichaelW and the rest-
Be in their flowing cups freshly rememb’red.
This story shall the good man teach his son;
And Labor Day shall ne’er go by,
From this day to the ending of the world,
But we in it shall be remembered-
We few, we happy few, we band of brothers;
For he to-day that sheds his blood with me
Shall be my brother; be he ne’er so vile,
This day shall gentle his condition;
And gentlemen in Neo-libertarianland now-a-bed
Shall think themselves accurs’d they were not here,
And hold their manhoods cheap whiles any speaks
That fought with us upon Sainted Labor Day.
Good Day, Good Night, Courage.
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