I love it whenever conservatives turn on each other, which is kind of a mini-fad these days, as, absent a clear right-wing leader, the nutjobs seem to be taking charge and filling the void with more void. But the nuttiest of them all, Glenn Beck, is so out there, so mega-“conservative” (I honestly suspect he has no ideology; he just spews whatever acid-reflux detritus is closest to his mouth at any given moment), so sizzlingly hot in the media sense, that he’s actually causing that kind of cannibalistic reaction in the GOP’s shrinking thinking base, to what must be his immense delight. This guy can contradict himself in the same one-minute spot, pander to whatever audience he imagines is watching (he’s visibly cowed by Barbara Walters and Whoopi Goldberg on THE VIEW, then demands an apology from those mean women only hours later when he’s alone in his radio studio; for Katie Couric, he sez he would have voted for Hillary over McCain, who would have made a worse president than Man-Goat spawn Barack Obama! “How’s that [for a quote]?” he then asks Katie), and repeatedly reveal himself as an idiot to a viewership which is saying, damn: Glenn’s just like us! His Time cover last week just overfed the ego of this classic bully, and I can’t wait for the moment when he finally gets rhetorically punched in the face. He’ll have to do that to himself, though, a la Larry Craig, because his fellow harpies at Fox News will never call him out. But you just watch: one day he will. Unlike Rush Limbaugh or Bill O’Reilly, the guy has nothing in reserve. What you see is all he’s got. He’ll eventually start believing his own press, if he hasn’t already, and decide he must be bulletproof. But Glenn Beck has already used up about half of his fifteen minutes of fame. Many more tears shall flow. Only this time, they’ll be real ones.
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