MATTHEWS: The president there — look at this guy! We’re watching him. He looks like he flew the plane. He only flew it as a passenger, but he’s flown –

CADDELL: He looks like a fighter pilot.

MATTHEWS: He looks for real. What is it about the commander in chief role, the hat that he does wear, that makes him — I mean, he seems like — he didn’t fight in a war, but he looks like he does.

CADDELL: Yes. It’s a — I don’t know. You know, it’s an internal thing. I don’t know if you can put it into words. [...] You can see it with him and the troops, the ease with which he talks to them. 

MATTHEWS: Look at this guy!

The above notorious exchange occurred on May 1, 2003 between fake Democratic geek Pat Caddell and hyper-caffeinated Chris Matthews on Matthew’s MSNBC show. The occasion was George W. Bush’s macho “Mission Accomplished” stunt aboard the aircraft carrier U.S.S. Abraham Lincoln, and attentive media watchers will well recall how Matthews, Caddell, and the deranged “pundit” Ann Coulter could barely contain their girlish glee.  Tonight, when Barrack Obama delivers his own muted version of a victory speech, it will be interesting to see whether Matthews is better able to conceal his boner.

Of course, there’s really nothing Obama can do to stir those kind of emotions tonight because, well, the mainstream media talking head chorus , Matthews included, have long since done a collective about-face after finally waking to the reality that the Iraq war was a disaster from the beginning, starting with the blatant lies that led us there in the first place. But it won’t matter because, despite over 4000 American soldiers killed, over 30,000 injured, and untold thousands of innocent Iraqis blown to smithereens, Americans have long since stopped giving a shit about Iraq. In fact, Matthews, Keith Olbermann, Rachel Maddow, Anderson Cooper, et al, will likely be the only people watching the Presidents speech, and only because they’re getting paid to.

Here’s the leaked opening lines of Obama’s address tonight:

“We may be walking away from this mess that we helped make, but the mess remains. Our role in this war is not ending in a defeat but it’s certainly not ending in a victory.”

Having invested over $1 trillion, not to mention over 4,400 American lives, it would be a travesty if America didn’t demand some sort of accounting.What did we accomplish? What have we gotten for our money and our sacrifices. That question not only goes unanswered but also unasked.”

Ok, that’s wishful thinking. Those are actually the words of retired Army colonel Andrew Bacevich, whose son was killed in Iraq in 2007. One can only hope that Obama be as truthful, poignant, and concise as Bacevich but that ain’t gonna happen. Instead we will hear words like honor and sacrifice and about the hard work that remains. And America will yawn. And it’s a pity, because Obama is certainly capable of cutting through the bullshit. He once said “I’m not necessarily against war, just stupid wars.”, referring to Iraq, but that was when he was running for office, not desperately trying to hold onto it.

“What did we accomplish? What have we gotten for our money and our sacrifices? That question not only goes unanswered but also unasked.”

And it won’t be asked tonight, either, at least not by the President.

The Book of Mormon concludes the story of Shiz’s death at the hands of Coriantumr with the words: “And it came to pass that after he [Coriantumr] had smitten off the head of Shiz, that Shiz raised up on his hands and fell; and after that he had struggled for breath, he died.”

Of course, we would have never known the story of the Shiz, leader of the Jaredites, struggling for breath despite being headless, were it not for the Angel Moroni, the guardian of the Golden Plates. Moroni appeared before Joseph Smith in the woods outside Manchester, New York in 1823, and presented Smith with the plates.  The whole history of the Lost Tribe of Israel wandering around pre-Colombian North America was all written on those plates in hieroglyphics that Smith was able to decipher with the use of magic glasses.  And thus the Mormon religion was born.

I bring this up only because of a little fracas  brewing between fundamentalist Christians and shitbird Glenn Beck over Beck’s conversion to Mormonism. Well, maybe it’s not really brewing, but the lib website Think Progress is sure trying to instigate something by resurrecting a story that appeared on a Christian website earlier this year, a story that quoted Bill Keller ” leader of the world’s largest interactive Christian website for 11 years”, saying that Beck’s religion was pure batshit.

“The ‘god’ of the Mormon cult used to be a human who rose to god-like status, just like Beck and all Mormons believe they will too after their death. The ‘jesus’ of the Mormon cult is the natural offspring of their ‘god’ Elohim who had sex with Mary, meaning their jesus is a created being and NOT a deity as the Bible teaches, and is the brother of Lucifer.”

I never know whether to stifle a yawn or a chuckle, or both, when I read stuff like that but I see the point that Think Progress is trying to make: Beck’s running around saying Obama’s religion is fake Christianity while a bunch of born-agains are running around saying Beck’s religion is fake Christianity. I see the irony. But, to me, this is like saying “Hey, Beck! That drooling lunatic Keller says that you’re crazy!”

Shiz? Moroni? Urim? Elohim?  Thummin? All sounds insane to me. Magic glasses, golden plates? Whatever.

I’m not here to defend Mormonism, but don’t the real  the Christians have their share of odd balls running around in the real scriptures, too? How about those ol’  ox-faced cherubs, four-winged angels with the face of a cow that guarded the tree of knowledge in the Garden of Eden? Nothing unusual about that. Or multi-headed hydra rising from the sea on judgement day? It’s all there in the Book of Revelation. To say nothing of talking snakes, women turning into mineral compounds,  dead men rising from the grave, virgin birth, and all that good stuff we associate with true  Christianity, which, as you know, is far superior to those far east crap religions that worship elephants and cows, and where they have to pray 7 times a day, you know, those guys who want to kill us because they hate our freedom?

To which I politely  say: Please fucking stop. Seriously. Stop  the voodoo nonsense. It’s not helping anyone and it’s driving people apart. Whether or not a Mosque is built a few  blocks from “ground zero” is, to me, an issue about as meaningful  as  whether or not to put ketchup on a hotdog. And here’s something else that apparently nobody has the guts to say.: it’s all insane. That men die in the name of imaginary men like Moroni or Abraham is incredible to me. I declare a jihad against this insanity.
 

 “My role, as I see it, is to wake America up to the backsliding of principles and values and most of all of God,” he said. “We are a country of God. As I look at the problems in our country, quite honestly, I think the hot breath of destruction is breathing on our necks and to fix it politically is a figure that I don’t see anywhere.” (Glenn Beck)

This week  brought news of devastating floods, erupting volcanoes, a world economy in free fall,  an alarming spike in Afghanistan violence, and, of course, Tiger Woods’ divorce. And yet, at week’s end, the news  is dominated by coverage of a radio talk show host’s fan club rally in Washington. Of course it wasn’t just Glenn Beck that gathered a large crowd  to the nation’s capital for a series of Tea Party meets Jesus events. It was also anti-abortionist Patrick Lee, self-parody Sarah Palin, homophobic uber-Zionist John Hagee, drunk driving St. Louis Cardinal’s manager Tony LaRussa, along with an assortment of Christo-fascists, conservative rabbi’s, and right wing sycophants (Or as George W. Bush would call them: “My base, heh, heh, heh.”) How big was this story? No fewer than 5 of the 15 most-emailed stories on the New York Times website were about Beck, the Tea Party, or both.  The New York Times, not the Washington Times.

 NBC estimated the crowd to be around a staggering 300,000.  (Other estimates were as low as 85,000.) Hell, I’d be staggering too if I had to sit through the stultifying twaddle that roused the rabble at an event alternately  billed as “America’s Divine Destiny” or”Restore Honor” rally. Highlights include Lee’s admonition that public prayer would make America a better place, black belt conservative hack Chuck Norris quoting from Ben Franklin , and war worshiping Palin saying things like  “Say what you want to say about me, but I raised a combat vet, and you can’t take that away from me.”

“I believe that the Hurricane Katrina was, in fact, the judgment of God against the city of New Orleans…I believe that New Orleans had a level of sin that was offensive to God, and they are — were recipients of the judgment of God for that…There was to be a homosexual parade there on the Monday that the Katrina came. And the promise of that parade was that it was going to reach a level of sexuality never demonstrated before in any of the other Gay Pride parades…The Bible teaches that when you violate the law of God, that God brings punishment sometimes before the day of judgment.”(Rev. John Hagee, 2005)

And, of course, there was Beck himself, mugging for the camera, unleashing his potent repertoire of facial tics, and conjuring up brilliant bon mots like “If you look at the Washington Monument, you might notice its scars. … a quarter of the way up it changes color. Look at it. Look at its scars. How did the scar get there? They stopped building it in the Civil War. And when the war was over, they began again. No one sees the scars of the Washington Memorial, the Washington Monument; we see what it stands for.”

You like that one? Well, there’s more where that came from, Buckie: “Something beyond imagination is happening. America today begins to turn back to God.”

And yes, the whole messianic megalomania of the event, the phony humbleness of Beck (who grossed $37 million last year), the huge turn out, and Palin’s smug, tired act do annoy the crap out of me. But, as you can tell from my opening paragraphs, it was the coverage of this thing that really grates. The increasingly insufferable Keith Olbermann of MSNBC absolutely couldn’t keep his mouth shut, providing literally hours of publicity to Beck and the rally over the past several weeks. CNN’s Sunday morning “Reliable Sources” show was devoted almost entirely to the event and featured this excruciatingly inane exchange between host Howard Kurtz and Democratic party hack Bill Press:

KURTZ: Bill Press, you have been crusading against this event for weeks. Most of the talk from Glenn Beck was about God and patriotism. What did he say, if anything, that you found troubling?

BILL PRESS, RADIO TALK SHOW HOST: Well, first of all, talking about God on the steps of the Lincoln Memorial. By the way, whatever the numbers were –

KURTZ: Haven’t preachers done that?

PRESS: — 200,000, or whatever, I was there yesterday. I went down there. OK?

And I’ll tell you, I thought I was at a camp meeting, an old- fashioned religious camp meeting. I don’t think that’s appropriate on the steps of the Lincoln Memorial. But two things.

KURTZ: Why is it not appropriate. Let’s stick with that. Why is it not appropriate?

PRESS: Because it is a sacred spot, number one. I don’t think it should be turned over to be a political or a religious rally. It was both, in my opinion. It was political. Not that he ever mentioned the word “Obama,” but you can’t bash Obama five days a week on the radio and television and then stand up on the Sabbath and be a non-political person.

Fox News, Beck’s spiritual home,  actually covered the event less than either CNN or MSNBC
and didn’t even broadcast the first 2 hours of the rally. And post-mortem news coverage focused on the “message”  Dems should be receiving about the crowd turnout, the religious psych-babble, and the anti-government tone of Operation Restore Honor. Yes, the fringe kook tea bag movement has officially entered the mainstream, with lots of help from NBC, CNN, the New York Times, Bill Press,  Keith Olbermann, and the usual suspects. I guess that’s why they call it the Mainstream Media.

As DrinkingwithBob so artfully put it, are you freakin’ kiddin’ me?! This guy speaks for me. Two freakin’ mosques already near “ground zero” and another one on the way?! What the freak, you freakin’ freak-wads: this is Hallowed Ground, like Arlington National Cemetery, like Gettysburg, like the set of “American Chopper”! Just take a look, you freedom hating, elitist, surrender monkeys:

That’s not just a freakin’ hole in the freakin’ ground, Abdul, that’s a freakin’ hole in freakin’ hallowed ground! But not everybody in this great country is gonna roll over and play dead before the Islam-o-fascist-jihadist towel heads. Bryan Fischer of The American Family Association has it nailed:

“Permits should not be granted to build even one more mosque in the United States of America, let alone the monstrosity planned for Ground Zero.This is for one simple reason: each Islamic mosque is dedicated to the overthrow of the American government.”

And I learned a few other things while recently searching the freakin’ web! For example, did you know that muslims who work at the Pentagon  are allowed to pray to Allah, like, 500 times a day? There’s your freakin’ tax dollars at work for you. Now, I’m not saying that the Pentagon is exactly hallowed ground, because after all, it was designed along the lines of a pentagram, the universal occultist symbol  for One World Government domination. But still. I’m just sayin’.

Bunch of freakin’ ‘tards. I can’t freakin’ believe it. What happened to this country? What happened to my America? Go back to freakin’ Libya, where you were born, Barrack Hussein Obama!

The “Dog Days of Summer” have as much to do with actual dogs as CAT Scan has to do with cats. The term actually refers to the ancient miscalculation that the “dog star” Sirius is closest to the sun during July and August and therefore is responsible for the year’s hotest weather. Nevertheless, I can always count on some dog  “controversies” to come sniffin’ around this time of the year, collect their share of fleas, pee on the collective media carpet, then role back over and go to sleep.

Leading the list this year is the canonization of the latest “folk hero” Steven Slater, the Jet Blue steward who went bonkers on a recent flight after being hit in the head by an overhead luggage bin door. Clearly the head-bonking was merely a trigger that unleashed in Slater a flood of pent up frustrations after years of airborn cattle drives. Have you flown lately? What was not to long ago a fairly comfortable, seamless, even luxurious mode of transport has lately become akin to a municipal bus ride through downtown Tegulcigalpa, lacking only the Indian woman in the bowler hat with a live pig on her lap. And you can bet that reality is not far off. Hell, I’m surprised Slater didn’t go postal that day, so I view his little trip down the inflatable ramp while quaffing a $5 Hienekin an act of pure restraint. But, christ, why are we still talking about him 2 weeks later? Is Slater really acting out on behalf of the “little guy”, or is he just a another kooky dipshit who let the pressures of the job get to him? Not since Joe-the-Dumb-Ass-Plumber has some average shlub gotten more media play.

The other big dog issue is all the hullabaloo about the Islamic cultural center proposed to be built a few blocks from “ground zero” in Manhattan. Frankly, I’m sick-as-shit about all the babble in recent years about religion, beliefs,  “values”, and other superstitions. We now have a “god-given” right to bear arms. What’s next, a “god given” right to bare arms? Please stop with all the hocus-pocus bullshit, America, and pull yourself out of the Dark Ages.

But there’s Obama, just having to weigh in  on the Islamic Center issue, during a Ramadam ceremony at the White House last week. Ramadam, of course, is the cleasing ritual practiced by Muslims who attempt to atone for their sins by skipping lunch for a month. Whatever. Actually it was fairly gutsy for the Prez to speak out on such a “controversy”, but you have to admit, he picked a pretty safe audience. But then shit met fan and the usual right wing douche bags (John Kyl, John Boehner, the odious Charles Krauthammer) jumped into the fray with all their nonsense about “hallowed ground” and the people “speaking with one voice”, and Obama backed down, “redefining”  his comments. Since then, I’m sure he has redefined his redefinition a few dozen more times, but when it’s all said and done, the cultural center will be built and there’s frankly nothing anybody can do about it except flap their jaws.

Which is really what all of this, and the other summertime issues and controversies amount to in the final analysis: filling the hot air with more hot air until the country finally says “enough”, turns off the tube, cracks a brewski,  throws a few slabs on the grill, and waits for football season to start. Ah, the  backyard patio: America’s true hallowed ground. And football: America’s true religion.

A decade ago, there was much hue and cry about the vanishing middle class. Jobs were being “out-sourced” to overseas slave labor markets, illegal immigration was forcing wages and salaries down, old line “smoke stack” industries were crumbling under the weight of foreign competition, and technology was replacing manpower. The rich were getting richer, and the poor were getting poorer, and there wasn’t much in between.

Now, looking back, those were the good old days. Today, due to an global economic collapse, even the overseas slaves are loosing their $2-a-day jobs. Whereas a few years ago, people were flocking to big box stores like Costco to stock up on heavily discounted staples like bread, milk,  rice, and 30-pound bags of M&M’s, now people are lining up 10 deep in the same stores just to get the free sample of pita chips and hummus. Gotta eat something.

Friday’s “jobs report” was sobering. The so-called economic recovery ground to a halt in July as only 31,000 jobs were added to the private sector. In fact, there was a net loss in jobs. Here is the reality:

- 83 percent of all U.S. stocks are in the hands of 1 percent of the people.
- 61 percent of Americans “always or usually” live paycheck to paycheck.
- 66 percent of the income growth between 2001 and 2007 went to the top 1% of all Americans.
- For the first time in U.S. history, banks own a greater share of residential housing net worth in the United States than all individual Americans put together.
- In 1950, the ratio of the average executive’s paycheck to the average worker’s paycheck was about 30 to 1. Since the year 2000, that ratio has exploded to between 300 to 500 to one.
- The top 1 percent of U.S. households own nearly twice as much of America’s corporate wealth as they did just 15 years ago.
- More than 40 million Americans are on food stamps.
- Approximately 21 percent of all children in the United States are living below the poverty line in 2010 – the highest rate in 20 years.
- Despite the financial crisis, the number of millionaires in the United States rose a whopping 16 percent to 7.8 million in 2009.
- The top 10 percent of Americans now earn around 50 percent of our national income.

And, of course, the irony is that that top 10% of Americans who earn 50% of our national income are, in large part, the same swindlers who’s greed and avarice caused the economic melt-down in the first place. And what is the Republican party’s response to this disaster? They want to extend the Bush tax cuts so that Goldman Sachs, et al, can keep a few billion dollars more of their obscene profits, while the hard working wage earner can pocket an extra 400 bucks.

To be fair, the Obama administrations response to the collapse was weighted heavily in favor of Goldman Sux and Shitty Bank as well. Exactly where are all those high paying jobs we heard were going to be created by TARP, you know, the ones rebuilding dilapidated bridges, spraying Round-Up on Mount Rushmore, and shoring up decaying infrastructure? Oh yeah, that didn’t happen.

But at least the Repugs know who their constituents are, and unlike the Dims, they’re out to reward them. Look at the above statistics: millionaires actually constitute 16% of American society, and they vote. And once that the tea baggers and the rest of the boobgeosie are convinced that the tax cuts, like gun ownership and homophobia, are part of God’s sacred covenant, these millionaires will be laughing all the way to the bank. The one they own.

That’s Ag Secretary Tommy Vilsack explaining the forced resignation of low-level department civil servant Shirley Sherrod, over “racially explosive” remarks she made recently about hating honkies and refusing to help them, especially honky farmers, especially one specific honky farmer whom she failed to recently help, when he desperately needed it.

Except, of course, none of that is true, except for the forced resignation part. What actually happened is that Ms. Sherrod had given a 40 minute speech 24 years ago, where she recounted her come-to-jesus moment, overcoming her resentment toward white folks, and reaching out to help a white farmer, with whom she has since become friends. So why the precipitous over-reaction by Vilsack? Well, because the NAACP fell prey to a cheap media stunt (“snookered” was their word) by Andrew Brietbard, the Wavy Gravy of right wing cyber-loons, who posted 2 1/2 out-of-context minutes of Sherrod’s quarter-century-old speech on his website in a cheap game of “Gotcha!”. The NAACP took the bait, Vilsack followed suit, and Sherrod was gone. Even Obama was “briefed” on the situation.  (This all, by the way, a result of Brietbart being incensed by the NAACP request last month that the “Tea Party” denounce some of its more outrageously racist rhetoric.)

Make sense? Brietbart intentionally posts Sherrod’s edited remarks in an attempt to smear her, the NAACP accepts Brietbart’s hit-piece at face value, and Vilsack sacks Sherrod without even so much as having one of his low-level Ag Dept. cabana boys watch the speech in its entirety. Now, of course, Vilsack and the NAACP and even the administration is all apologetic over the shabby, sorry-ass treatment Sherrod recieved, even though as of this posting, she still hasn’t gotten her job back.

In a sane world, nobody except ‘baggers, war mongers, survivalists, and televangalists should even know who this Brietbart creep is. But he’s a master mixologist, and the kool-aid he  cooks up in his cyber lab has just the right balance of hollywood-hating, war-loving, “small government”, anti-tax bullshit to reach a much wider audience of dunces. That includes the NAACP, the Secretary of Agriculture, and even the President of the United States. Who should know better. But they don’t. And that’s fucking disappointing and sad.

I keep waiting for the Glenn Beck phenomonon to just blow over. Afterall, this guy has been playing the wierd-ass role of the right wing Cosmo Kramer for a decade now and still hadn’t achieved anything beyond freak show status until that last years. That’s when Beck decided to ratchet up the psycho factor in one last ditch attempt at relevance and, like a caged baboon,  began heaving verbal wads of feces at his Fox viewers. The whole thing reeked of desperation and flop sweat, but for a while the stunt appeared to work: his flaccid mug on the cover of Time, a couple of best selling books aimed at the tea-bagger “intelligencia”, television rating success, and the coveted “buzz” that goes with flavor-of-the-month status.

But after a while, even dumb-ass America appeared to be losing interest, retreating to the comfort of reality TV and all-you-can-eat buffets. That’s when Glenn resorted to the talk show huckster version of the  nuclear option:  like a puffy-faced nerd version of Tammy Fae Baker, he began to talk to god.  It worked for the Bakers, it worked for Swaggard, and it worked all the way back in the 20’s and 30’s when broadcasting became home to a whole slew of hucksters, selling financial salavation to the impoverished and goat gland injections to the impotent. Of course, those swindlers were operating in a legal safe haven across the border, at one million kilowatt radio stations in Ciudad Jaurez and Metamoros, while Beck is selling his snake oil on a major television network but, afterall, this is what they call the “free market place” of ideas, right?

Funny thing is, even Beck’s latest stunt appeared to be doomed to failure, a little too loony even for the blue hairs and the grey beards who once found the  tourets syndrome act so endearing. Ratings were in free fall and, for a while at least, it appeared that some semblance of “sanity” was restored in the world of kooky conservative broadcasting.

So what’s keeping Beck afloat? The liberal media, what else?

A day doesn’t pass when Kieth Olberman doesn’t inflate  Beck’s status with an inclusion into his “Worst Persons in the World” segment. And Huffington Post picks over every insane Beck raving like a paleontologist sifting through the Dead Sea Scrolls. Come on, guys, this shithead is trying to go away. And he should go away. He not Mr. Republican. That’s Limbaugh…and Hannity is the first one off the bench. And Beck is not really psycho. That honor goes to the little schmuck Michael Savage. Beck’s thing is so transparently a money grubbing act. And it’s an old act.

Exit stage left.

Finally got around this weekend to reading the “inflammatory” Rolling Stone article on General Stanley McChrystal, the “hit piece” authored by embedded reporter Michael Hastings. Clearly, I should have read the article the moment R.S. arrived in my mail box, but I spent 3 days periodically staring at the air brushed cover photo of Lady Gaga’s rump, never realizing it was McChrystal’s ass that would end up grass. That is, until I turned on the tube and was avalanched by the coverage of the fall out from Hasting’s piece.

Needless to say, before the dust settled, President Obama had relieved McCrystal of his command duties in Afghanistan, to be replaced by the more user-friendly David Petraeus, a baffling move given the actual content of the article. If anything, McChrystal comes across as an affable, albeit arrogant, soldier, perhaps a tad entranced by his own press clippings, but otherwise an Ok Joe trying his best to do the job right in the unforgiving circumstances of trying to win an un-winnable war.

Actually the most damning thing in the R.S. piece was McChrystal’s role in the cover-up of Pat Tillman’s death:

After Cpl. Pat Tillman, the former-NFL-star-turned-Ranger, was accidentally killed by his own troops in Afghanistan in April 2004, McChrystal took an active role in creating the impression that Tillman had died at the hands of Taliban fighters. He signed off on a falsified recommendation for a Silver Star that suggested Tillman had been killed by enemy fire. (McChrystal would later claim he didn’t read the recommendation closely enough – a strange excuse for a commander known for his laserlike attention to minute details.) A week later, McChrystal sent a memo up the chain of command, specifically warning that President Bush should avoid mentioning the cause of Tillman’s death. “If the circumstances of Corporal Tillman’s death become public,” he wrote, it could cause “public embarrassment” for the president.

But the Tillman cover-up was old news, perhaps a reason to thwart his ascent to status of Allied Commander, but one would assume Obama was fully vetted on that issue before he made the promotion. (The other damning fact exposed by Hastings is that McChrystal prefers Bud Light Lime to French Bordeaux, but, what the hell, 10 years in the Middle East heat probably eats at the brain.) So what warranted the swift and provacative shit-canning from Obama? The now infamous Biden-”Bite me!” witicism? I hope not, since that dorky, un-funny comment was offered up by an aide to the General. McChrystal’s characterization of Obama as appearing “uncomfortable and intimidated” during their first meeting? Again, I hope not, given that the comment of hearsay from an un-named source:

According to sources familiar with the meeting, McChrystal thought Obama looked “uncomfortable and intimidated” by the roomful of military brass. Their first one-on-one meeting took place in the Oval Office four months later, after McChrystal got the Afghanistan job, and it didn’t go much better. “It was a 10-minute photo op,” says an adviser to McChrystal. “Obama clearly didn’t know anything about him, who he was. Here’s the guy who’s going to run his fucking war, but he didn’t seem very engaged. The Boss was pretty disappointed.”

The Boss was pretty diappointed? Whoa! Gotcha!!!

Of course, the most interesting thing about Hasting’s profile is the fall-out from the scrubs in the mainstream media, including this exchange from future Dancing with the Stars contestant, the vacuous home-wrecker Lara Logan of CBS news, appearing on CNN’s “Reliable Sources”:

I mean, the question is, really, is what General McChrystal and his aides are doing so egregious, that they deserved to end a career like McChrystal’s? I mean, Michael Hastings has never served his country the way McChrystal has.

Although I essentially agree with Logan’s conclusions, what does Hasting’s military service have to do with anything? It wasn’t his decision to can McChrystal’s ass, it was Obama’s.

I also researched Logan’s “service” to her country, but this photo was all I could come up with.

But Logan’s reaction pales in comparison to this laughable segment recorded last week on the “No Spin Zone”, between Bill O’Reilly and Geraldo Rivera, the only reporter that was actually expelled from a war zone (at least in recent memory) because of disclosures that truly compromised the the safety of our troops. Here, Rivera, the pathetic punchline to a million journalism jokes, accuses Hastings of compromising national security with his Biden-”Bite Me” revalations:

http://videocafe.crooksandliars.com/heather/geraldo-rivera-compares-rolling-stones-mic