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Wednesday, March 10, 2010

Below the belt television. The Glenn Beck program.

By Rachel Peepers

Now don’t get me wrong. I’m a big Glenn Beck fan. It’s just that last night I want to report that his show was a dud. I stayed up till one in the morning to see the Massa/Beck main event, and it ended up being no Ali, Frazier Thriller in Manila. It was more like two dopes groping for their last cogent thoughts. By the third round, I almost expected the local police to come in and rope off the area as a crime scene. For it was criminal to ask people to spend time at such a boorish event. While Eric the Irascible did get off a few wild rights about the wrongs of fund raising requirements and the criminality (in mind only) of accusatory letters from disenchanted former supporters, Beck didn’t connect with anything.

If I leave my metaphorical allusions behind, I’m left with what appears to be a very sordid, sorrowful, troubled, fast talking Eric Massa, owning up to his mistakes (tickling sessions with aids that appear to have gotten out of hand), without admitting any real or legal wrongdoing. Massa, another in a long line of New York government big shots who lost their way big time, just decided to resign from Congress because he didn’t live up to his own “elevated standards”, while leaving America high and dry with ObamaCare, which could very likely turn out to be the most distasteful example of governmental backwash since Roe v Wade. Get this. Massa says he’s the vote that gives Obama the one needed to pass the sick fraud on the American people known as ObamaCare. So instead of staying and staving off a legislative train wreck, Massa resigns and lets the Obama Shower stalkers, in the deviate tradition of Psycho’s Tony Perkins, get their way. I swear, Eric strikes me as one of those guys who, to get back on a even keel, would literally have to spend years in the world’s best mental health facility in Austria where a team of eminent psychotherapists devote all their time and energy working with and thinking about just him. In my professional opinion, Eric’s one acetylcholine reaction away from a George Bailey moonlit swim.

Of course, what’s a good fight summary without a sexy sidebar story. And I’m not talking about the homosexuality sub-theme that Beck and Eric lap danced around. I’m referring to Glenn Beck’s petulant inability to nudge Eric in the direction of telling us something we don’t know about the inner workings of an Obama team that makes the mafia look like a bunch of Long Island school boys from Friend’s Academy. I would have liked the justice department (only if the other Eric {Holder} was away in Munich reviewing the progress of the witless protection program) to wire Massa up for some good corrupt overheard dishing among Rahm, Barack and Eric both in and out of the shower. I wanted to overhear the dirt, the lowdown on our Masta’s role in the NYC trial of the 9/11 boys, Barack’s role in freeing the Black Panther voter intimidation clan, Barack’s admission that he agreed chapter and verse with Jeremy the hateful. Furthermore, the President admitting to lying about earmarks, about CNN coverage, about Obama’s intention to shred the Constitution, to legislatively repeal the second amendment, to redistribute wealth, to destroy the free enterprise system. Just for starters.

As I see it, the least that my friend, Glenn Beck, could have done to liven up the show was to connect Eric up to a lie detector before it began. Then, tonight we could have heard the results. At the least, it might have proved to be useful fodder to suggest the ObamaBoys are the miscreants that there’s no doubt in my mind they truly are. In mind, body and spirit.

Unfortunately, nothing of this nature happened. It turned out to be mind numbing TV. A featherweight event. For this kind of light sparring, from albeit a girl’s point of view, you didn’t even have to wear a cup. 



Posted by Rachel Peepers on 03/10/2010 at 02:31 PM

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  1. (tickling sessions with aids that appear to have gotten out of hand)

    Um, wouldn’t that be “aides”.....

    Posted by  on  03/10/2010  at  03:58 PM
  2. Well, at least Beck had the “grace"(?) to admit he had “wasted an entire hour of his audience’s time”.

    Posted by ΛΕΟΝΙΔΑΣ  on  03/10/2010  at  06:12 PM
  3. To serious people, Massa is no different to the guy who recently flew the light plane into a building - basically, they are/were both just guys whose personal lives are/were out of control. It is a VERY BAD IDEA to adopt any lone desperate loon as a bellwether, avatar or indicator of a trend.  It takes much harder graft than that.

    Posted by  on  03/10/2010  at  06:44 PM


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