
Lone Star, intrepid if thick-headed space hero: What?
Dark Helmet (with triumphant menace): I ... am your father's, brother's nephew's, cousin's former roommate.
Lone Star (puzzled): What's that make us?
Dark Helmet (after a beat): Absolutely nothing.
From the climactic battle sequence in Mel Brooks' 1987 satirical space epic, Spaceballs.
The tenuous, gossamer link of distant association described by Dark Helmet works as a piece of throw-away satirical comedy. Under the doctrine of collective guilt being promoted by our would-be cultural commissars, that relationship would also be sufficient to serve as a "link" connecting Lone Star to the crimes committed by Dark Helmet.
Lest it be thought that I'm exaggerating, consider Keith Olbermann's effort to connect Ron Paul -- a man devoted to peace and protecting the individual rights of everybody, a man who seems biologically incapable of malice -- to James von Brunn, the troubled 88-year-old man accused of carrying out the murderous shooting rampage at the Holocaust Museum.
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