Who else is sick of the endless Tim Russert coverage?
Grow fucking up, you high school heathers - it's not about you and how you feel. I'm sick of seeing you on panels and in studios pouring your heart out about a man who at the end of the day was an overpaid political commentary hack with skills and kindnesses no greater or lesser than 1/2 of the politically inclined Internet. I'm sick of watching the exaggerated tears of adolescents whom are more shocked that one of their own can die early and young than they are of the actual passing of someone they were acquainted with.
I grieve for his family and friends, but the countless stories and memorials in your broadcasts are unwelcome and unflattering.
While you've gone all angsty and internal, thousands are still being flooded out in the Midwest, The Supreme Court finally pulled it's head out of its ass for a moment considering alien rights, another earthquake has hit Japan, and the Middle East continues to slowly kill itself.
It's not about you and it's not about one of your alphas giving up the bone unexpectedly.
Saturday, June 14, 2008
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