What’s Blacker Than Black?
The fact that Jonah Goldberg was given a platform at a major American newspaper to write this kind of sophomoric bile is as severe a symptom of neoconservative parasitism as one can find. I won’t even bother to quote, but suffice it to say that the weird pseudo-pschopathic anti-”hater” hatred that describes so much of the current conservative media is very much on display. Strewn with ample amounts of inane and (what’s worse) derivative “funny material,” the piece reads like the cheap sour grapes of a rejected fraternity pledge.
There is no thought here, no communal impulse, no sense of a good any greater than George Bush’s personal fortunes (both kinds, luck and money). The son of the calculating opportunist knows only one way to be, and he plunges into it wholeheartedly, with abandon, like a desperate child. Reflection is irrelevant. Compassion is unimagined, unconceived. May the First Amendment love and keep Jonah Goldberg, but the man is a dark, black mark on the LA Times and on journalism. Every passing day that the organization shovels its credibility into his bizarre project of spite and sycophancy, the stain stretches farther and becomes harder to erase.
Palate-cleansing posts to follow.
September 5, 2006 at 11:57 am
“Bad stuff happens during disasters.” Sweet Jeebus.
September 6, 2006 at 5:33 pm
I try to remember that things that make no sense to me often make perfect sense to the people who are saying them. Interlocking subjectivities and all that. But, yeah. Jonah’s diggin’.