I was reading about Chris Matthews on Imus, saying that we have lost the ability to be a power broker, that Condi is a joke, and that Bush listened to the pencil necks and screwed everything up. And rather than be thankful that Matthews has forsworn some kind of false neutrality and started to tell it like it is, I just felt nauseated. That’s what Tweety does to me…he makes me sick to my stomach. Remember this from Mission Accomplished Day?
MATTHEWS: We’re proud of our president. Americans love having a guy as president, a guy who has a little swagger, who’s physical, who’s not a complicated guy like [former President Bill] Clinton or even like [former Democratic presidential candidates Michael] Dukakis or [Walter] Mondale, all those guys, [George] McGovern. They want a guy who’s president. Women like a guy who’s president. Check it out. The women like this war. I think we like having a hero as our president. It’s simple. We’re not like the Brits. We don’t want an indoor prime minister type, or the Danes or the Dutch or the Italians, or a [Russian Federation President Vladimir] Putin. Can you imagine Putin getting elected here? We want a guy as president.
And this was from a guy that opposed the war. He opposed a war in which thousands of Americans have died or been injured, tens of thousands of Iraqis have died or been injured. And, yet, when the warmonger in chief celebrates a premature victory on a battleship, Matthews gets all excited about what a ‘man’ he is.
Then a little time goes by and he has to ask the editor of the Moonie Times about what happened.
MATTHEWS: You know, Tony, there is in the past, it’s not always there, but sometimes it glimmers with this man, our president, that kind of sunny nobility. How does he bring it back, because it hasn’t been apparent for a while now?
Sunny nobility? Sunny frigging nobility? I can’t forget stuff like that.
The problem with people like Matthews is that they would rather have access to power and be popular around the cocktail frankfurter platter than ask honest, hard questions of the politicians and consultants and journalists he invites on his show. What’s the point in having Andy Card come on your program if you are just going sit there and take his lying, sociopathic spin at face value.
If you know Rove and Libby are lying, why get up there night after night and do nothing while their proxies spread lies about Joe Wilson and his wife?
What Matthews doesn’t like about the war is that it was a failure. He’d like to take credit for being against it all along, but that’s bullshit. He was against it before he was all tingly-all-over-oh-so-for-it.
Matthews doesn’t have any integrity. That’s the problem. It’s the one thing Zell Miller had right, crazy fuckwad that he is. Matthews thought the President had some kind of sunny nobility when anyone could see he’s an overmatched doofus masqerauding as a man and a leader.
“Everybody sort of likes the president, except for the real whack-jobs, maybe on the left,” adding, “I mean, like him personally.”
Chris! Look at the trail of tears and tell me again why you like this guy personally. He’s ruined the damn country, just as we all predicted he would. And now you go on Imus and say we need to have us some elections to fix the problem. Well goooo-die. What are the chances of you spending some showtime making sure the elections get counted correctly? And since Bush has faced his last election, I suppose you won’t be poo-pooing impeachment hearings come springtime, right Chris? Or would that be a real ‘whack-job’ thing to do?
Matthews and most of the rest of his egomaniac cohorts just turn my stomach. It’s the no-balls, no-substance, ratings driven appoach to news, where a bunch of discredited hacks like Pat Buchanan, Ann Coulter, and G. Gordon Liddy have more influence than anyone who might have a clue about the subject at hand. Call a university sometime Chris. There are potential guests there that know stuff. They may not know sunny nobility when you see it, but they sure as hell can sniff out total horseshit when it is spouted from four feet away.
