By Julian Krasta

Noble cause corruption is generally used to describe when a peace officer goes beyond what is correct and proper when executing his or her authority.

An example is when a policeman might plant incriminating evidence or give false testimony under oath to aid in the prosecution of a known and dangerous repeat felon “to get them off the street.”

In his mind, he has done nothing wrong – that what he did was for the greater good (e.g., making neighborhoods safer within a failed criminal justice system). But while making us feel safer he, however, has also violated Constitutional rights.

Going further (and deeper psychologically): Being caught literally red-handed with your mitts in the till but not accepting personal liability for the crime comes under the heading psychopathic narcissist (not to be confused with Obama’s malignant narcissism). Narcissists in all groups never admit to wrongdoing.

Take the liberal mainstream media: As far as they’re concerned, nothing they print, report or represent is distorted, damaging, or untrue. In their god-like minds, what they do is for the greater good. That is classic noble cause corruption.

It is well known that accepting a bribe is an act of corruption, because the receiver of cash or cash equivalents for favors is demonstrating abuse of power (private, public, civil, judicial) that is vested in him or her. It is a patent breach of trust.

On that basis, it would not be unreasonable to say that noble cause corruption has been a key factor in the melting down of the credit market: creating entities to assist those who normally could not afford to buy a home.

Those entities were represented to us as being established for the greater good. No one, of course, mentioned the portly profits being raked in on the sidelines by members of both houses of Congress – did you, Chris Dodd, Barack Obama, and Franklin Raines? Did you?

I admit I’m startled by the injudicious actions and remarks by those we elected (such as Harry Reid’s ill-timed pronouncement on October 2, 2008 that a major U.S. insurance company is on the brink of collapse, sparking a sharp sell-off of insurer stocks).

Statements like his only served to add fuel to the confusion and complexities of this disaster, which is coming dangerously close to landing our financial industry permanently in the I.C.U.

But to be perfectly honest, I’m really not that startled anymore, because I’ve come to accept the fact that nearly everything that comes out of the mouth today of every Washington lawmaker, every politicaster, every MSM reporter, and every liberal in the entertainment industry bears the same consistency and smells as bad, if not worse, as what we buy in 50-lb. bags at our local nurseries and spread on our lawns.

In addition is the ludicrous blame game – its gun barrels smoking up a storm and choking the oxygen in and around Capitol Hill. The majority of this noxious residue is coming from Speaker Pelosi’s office, who is obsessed with a macabre predilection of laying the fault of everything on Earth and in the heavens solely on President Bush – and on all Republicans, for that matter, whether living or dead.

What Ms. Pelosi could not foresee is this: Bill Clinton has come forth to lay a majority of the blame on fellow Democrats. (Thank you, Bill, for your honesty. I’m sure Senator McCain thanks you, too.)

As an aside to Ms. Pelosi: The beginning of the end kicked off before George W. Bush was sworn in as President of the United States. The conception of today’s meltdown was in 1995 when then-President William Jefferson Clinton signed his name to a bill, which was nurtured and overwhelmingly supported by Congress.

That bill was the instrument that impelled banks to lend money to persons and entities whose credit-worthiness and personal reliability were more risky than that of my Rottweiler, Ziggy.

It didn’t take long before the banks got the shakes about having to hand over their money to less-than-equitable persons. To ease their anxiety, the banks sold those mortgages to Fannie Mae.

Furthermore, it was President George W. Bush who, in 2004, fought to get a bill passed that would place a muzzle on Fannie Mae and Freddie Mac. Despite the president’s best efforts to contain the perceived disaster, the Democrats shot it down, raucously stating that there was absolutely no risk involved.

Not even Alan Greenspan’s warnings were taken seriously. On February 24, 2004, the Federal Reserve chairman testified before the U.S. Senate Banking Committee, in which he predicted, at length and in detail, the present ruinous outcome. (Go HERE for the full text of his testimony.)

I’m going to stop at this point. Rather than proceed and write something I might later regret (because I’m mad as hell over this roiling mess), go HERE for a laudatory article dated September 30, 1999, entitled “Fannie Mae Eases Credit to Aid Mortgage Lending,” written by Steven A. Holmes of The New York Times. It’s reasonably short and easy-to-understand – and also speaks volumes on noble cause corruption in politics and the media that support those types of politics -- all of which was done for the greater good.

In 1802, Thomas Jefferson wrote:

“I believe the banking institutions are more dangerous to our liberties than standing armies. If the American people ever allow private banks to control the issue of their currency, first by inflation, then by deflation, the banks and corporations that will grow up around the banks will deprive the people of all property until their children wake up homeless on the continent their fathers conquered.”

Need I say more?

By Julian Krasta

Glass ceilings notwithstanding, Gov. Sarah Palin is being accepted by America and other progressive nations as the new high-spirited Republican melody maker. Her in-tune communications, slowly but surely, are drowning out Obama’s bizarre ventriloquism, Joe Biden’s howlers (although I now must thank Sen. Biden for his public criticism of Obama), and the mainstream media’s pops and pings of their low-register gothic operas.

I admit I knew nothing about the lady, so when Sen. John McCain torpedoed the long-awaiting GOP with his announcement that he’d chosen Mrs. Palin as his running mate, I blurted (literally), “Who? But-but… what about Romney? Where’s Pawlenty?”

Once the conservative world had caught its breath, we scrambled like ants with road rage to bring ourselves up to speed and be informed about her as much as possible. What we learned was surprisingly uplifting, and encouraging. But encouraging and uplifting would not be enough for wary and weary Republicans. Our faith – our votes for John McCain – quite suddenly depended enormously on Mrs. Palin’s presentation of herself at the Republican convention, her message and delivery.

To put it plainly, when she finished speaking I had to find my socks. They were on the other side of the room, having been blown off by what I’d seen and heard.

As the balloons rained down on our nominees and ecstatic supporters, I concluded, with refreshed hopefulness, that Sen. McCain appeared to have done right with his choice.

In the weeks that have followed, and on the basis of hardnosed scrutiny, I came to recognize that Mrs. Palin not only has the head but the heart and constitution to assume the responsibilities of Vice President of the United States, to name a few: the hurdles, the sinkholes, and the sway of President of the Senate; the polluted power of Washington politics; and all that the second-in-command to the leader of what might be the last frontier of the free world must endure or may enjoy.

In addition, and with all due respect (I have to say this), it is my opinion that Mrs. Palin could easily be considered a candidate for U.S. Army Ranger: superincumbent point of convergence, fine sinew tone, her marksmanship with a hunting rifle, razor-sharp receptors, and she’s a flawless communicator. It’s probably why she is balls-out fearless in the face of twits wielding their toothless pitchforks and burned-out torches. Not too shabby for a mother of five.

As expected, from the moment she was named the Republicans’ vice presidential candidate, the cheese-eaters on the left went whacko, like a duck hit on the head. They didn’t just cross but leaped the line of civility and began – and continue – to snarl, spit and squawk some of the most reprehensible idioms against Sarah Palin.

They have squealed over and gnawed on everything from her pro-life position to her accession to the post of a city mayor and then governor of our largest state – even her husband and children.

They also have gone so far as to censure Mrs. Palin’s rightful choice not to abort her baby son, Trig, who had been diagnosed with Down syndrome prior to birth. (It’s one thing to push the envelope of criticism; it’s quite another, in this instance, to hammer nails in so deeply that they can never be retracted – and their contemptuous mockery of Mr. & Mrs. Palin’s faith-based decision not to terminate the life of their son, I assure you, will be neither forgotten nor forgiven.)

The liberal media (Obama’s Love Bombers: “You’re perfect just the way you are, Barack”), from top to bottom, and from the start, consciously and deliberately ignored the tenets of fairness and decency towards John McCain, and now Sarah Palin.

The most disturbing aspect is their shameless revelry in the destruction they are attempting to wreak on the Palin Family, particularly celebrities. I’m confident enough to say that they will never achieve their objective, and their words and actions will backfire in due course.

As an aside: On the topic of backfires, an example is what occurred during the Clinton administration. They bullied the banking industries into granting loans to unqualified purchasers. Approximately 30 years earlier, Edward M. “Ted” Kennedy browbeat a bill through the Senate to allow into our country a greater percentage of “the less fortunate” (i.e., from south of our borders and elsewhere), who comprise a significant (if not largest) amount of today’s unqualified purchasers. Both plans spearheaded by those two Democrats served as chief elements of the incubator in which was hatched this $700 billion T-Rex. Ironically, those screaming loudest “Save us!” are – you guessed it – liberal Democrats. End aside.

Nevertheless, the limousine liberals, who are enamored with the sound of their own voice (you listenin’ up their in your private jet, which is paid for by the People, Madam Speaker?), persist with their shrill insults at John McCain and Sarah Palin, and Mrs. Palin’s executive credentials and character, at every MSM opportunity and with serial ignorance.

At one point recently, I sat through the first twenty minutes of Saving Private Ryan just for a respite. Thankfully, at about minute 18, I was able to turn down the volume on my TV because of the across-the-board news that two of the more vicious rodents (Chris Matthews and Keith Olbermann) had both fallen victim to their own rat poison. Wait--didn’t I just say: “[…] their words and actions will backfire in due course”?

The catalog of gross offenders now also includes a certain David Kernell, a student who thought he was enrolling at Clown College (Harry Reid’s alma mater), but because Kernell, like Reid, probably failed basic comprehension instead scrawled his “X” on the University of Tennessee-Knoxville admission form. (Kernell is under investigation by the FBI and Secret Service for allegedly hacking into Sarah Palin’s electronic mail accounts.) Ditto my “backfire” comment (emphasis added).

William Shakespeare wrote: “Nothing is so common as the wish to be remarkable.”

For Sarah Palin, she needn’t wish it – she simply is. I believe in Mrs. Palin, because she exemplifies decency and morality. True, she has a tough field to plow if she succeeds Dick Cheney, but she is clearly at least ten times smarter, stronger, and on the ball than today’s passel of Washington mutts.