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The Mouse Fights Back

 




There was once a novel called "The Mouse that Roared." I believe it was made a movie at some point. 

Nowadays, though, the phrase suggests Disney fighting back against DeSantis' effort to feed them to the MAGA mob as some sort of sacrificial mouselamb. And the mouse is roaring for real. 

I'm delighted. 

I'm also delighted as a contrarian that large corporations seem to be the strongest force for preserving this republic from a fascist takeover:

1) Dominion Voting Machines pressed its rights, and Smartmatic may yet do so, in a way that suggests the pseudo-journalism spelled almost like the appropriate word "Fix" cannot and will not have everything its own way;

2) As the anti-abortion forces have trued to move on from their victory over DOBBS to far more comprehensive victory, the forces of Big Pharma have stepped in to stop them;

3) And now Disney may end up thwarting De Santis' efforts to turn himself into the political heir of the Big Orange guy. 

"Corporations are people, my friend" Mitt Romney said back in the day. 

And once in a while they are damned fine ones. Entitled to roar. Of course in each case the businesses concerned have the bottom-line for their investors at heart. That's a feature, not a bug. 

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  1. Paul D. Van PeltMay 11, 2023 at 9:34 AM

    There was a cartoon as well. A mouse, about to be devoured by a cat, flipped a single-digit salute. The caption said something like: a last desperate act of defiance. I just remember this stuff, somehow.

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