Monday 25 June 2012

Deconstructing the @Shoq takedown: Harold M. Edelstein flies again

Jai singh | 05:38 | |
I was minding my own bidness yesterday, watching the Twitter-flow of the feeble-minded 'Stop Rush' 'volunteers' pushing their weak-sauce reasoning for attempting to undermine the rights of an American citizen to conduct business, to deny First Amendment rights to both Rush Limbaugh to speak and to his audience to listen (by using Liberal Fascist tactics of harassing Clear Channel advertisers until they stopped advertising) when a small, virtual, welcome 'explosion' happened. A link, generated by a left-leaning Twitterer with whom @Shoq had been quarreling (imagine that!) to a New York Times obituary, dated 1982, of one 'Harold M. Edelstein', a swank (but Liberal) Wall Street executive who was also a decorated WWII veteran. The obit was brief, as follows...

Harold M. Edelstein, former managing director of the Oppenheimer Fund and former president of Bernstein-Macaulay Inc., an investment advisory company in New York City, died of cancer Tuesday in Fort Lauderdale, Fla., where he lived.

He was 59 years old.

Mr. Edelstein, who retired in 1977, also taught classes in investing at the New School for Social Research [an avant-garde hyper-partisan-to-far-Left School, known for it's elitism and for it's unwavering dedication to partisan left-wing philosophies -ed] and at Fairleigh Dickinson University. He was a bomber-navigator with the Eighth Air Force in World War II, attaining the rank of major.

Mr. Edelstein is survived by his wife, the former Nancy Levin; two sons, Andrew and Matthew; a daughter, Carolyn; a brother, Leonard, and a sister, Elinor Shain.
(boldings mine)

A good man, by all accounts; as his son Matthew (@shoq) himself pointed out...


Shoq’s Dad Was A Filthy Liberal: Oh, And A War Hero, Too!
By Shoq, on March 2, 2011, at 5:22 pm
This afternoon, I stopped by my mom's house…

…just to check in on her, as I try to do regularly, even if I don't need the free lunch. When I arrived, she was scanning pages of my Dad's war diary, a classic piece of memorabilia chronicling his 25 missions over Germany in a B-17 "Flying Fortress," while serving in the Eighth Air Force's 96th Bomb Group in England from 1943 to 1944.

Noticing something odd, I snatched the paperback-sized tome from her, and was shocked to find a newspaper photograph stuck to an inside cover page, from whence it must have come unstuck after some 65 years of being hidden there between that page and the book's inside cover. This incredible artifact, shown below, witnessed my dad being medaled with the Distinguished Flying Cross, one of our nation's highest military honors. ...

Seems the gentleman was a pretty good old bloke; many of the WWII generation were unsung heroes, including some of my own. A shame old Hal Edelstein found Progressivism to be so 'swank'.

So what? Why did this linking by an old friend of @Shoq's mean anything?

Roots. and Nails.

Mr. Matthew Edelstein, son of war-hero Harold M. Edelstein, has spent countless years of his life viciously attacking people whom he finds to be repulsive because of their political leanings. And I mean, viciously, as only the scion of an uber-wealthy Wall Street executive could be. And because he was so well-insulated, he also expected to get away with his viciousness. And he went to great lengths to keep hidden, for to get away with his cruel viciousness. Matthew R. Edelstein lied for years upon years, trying to keep hidden his real identity; which was revealed years before. Years of denial and lies were washed away: this one bit of evidence linked yesterday afternoon just stops Matthew R. Edelstein's shoq-ing squirmings.

I won't bother linking all the evidence of Matthew R. Edelstein's past-hatefulnesses that got him dragged kicking and screaming to this junct-ure, that's what the g00gle is for. But I will post, one more time, the one @Shoq tweet that, to me, justifies my schadenfreude in seeing Matthew R. Edelstein exposed...


Somewhere, Andrew Breitbart is laughing, laughing, laughing at this angry little pussy.

Now, somebody needs to just let him slink back into his cesspool, to trouble us no further.

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