posted by JAB at 11:19 AM
August 31, 2010
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I have started trying to hold myself to a higher standard on these. If I saw this story with, say, Al Franken instead of Beck, I'd be angry about its mean-spiritedness, about the low level to which it sinks.
Glen Beck may be a walking hate machine, a sociopath motivated primarily by the enormous sums of money to be made selling bilious fictions to an angry and confused mob that is of considerable interest to advertisers. He may be an arrogant, self-aggrandizing cheap-shot artist valuable only for his ability to boil demonstrably false propositions down to catchy phrases that even Sarah Palin can remember. He may be a lying, hypocritical, bigoted shitwad, a festering globule of fetid smegma smeared on the craving lenses of the Fox Network. He may the closest anyone has ever come to simultaneously being a person and a pustule.
But I don't wish him harm. That would be wrong.
I skipped watching it, both here and the first place I saw it, which I think was on The Onion's FB feed.
We're battling monsters, and had best take care.
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