They’re all loading up now, planning to shoot for an `I gotcha!’ moment so they can preen at their cocktail parties tomorrow night.
Television gerbalists are the scum-of-the-earth.
Anyone interested in reading a good fictional demonstration of how they operate, check out Tom Wolfe’s `Ambush at Ft. Bragg,’ one of several stories in his book `Hooking Up.’ It may be on-line, a story of how a `Dateline’-type crew ambushed three Army Rangers.
We’ve seen some recent instances of the disgusting partisan bias they exhibit: editing, quoting out of context, slanting, emphasis, etc.
And they have the temerity to claim impartiality like a badge of honor, as if they were 4th Estate priests, professionals subject to rules of responsibility, FR’s bitch, Demo-political hack Dan Rather even still.
Their fathers were hamsters and their mothers smelled of Ripple wine, I shake my naughty bits in the faces of their programming directors, ha ha, ho ho.
I caught 5 minutes of the drought and 10 minutes of the fear of the number 13 on ABC. Was there something I missed?
" I don' wanna talk to them no more, sons of a silly person. I unclog my nose at them, daffy Leftist journnnnnnnnnnnalists and Monsieur Obama-king who has the brain of a duck, you know! I burst my pimples at them, and call their Obamatax request a silly thing, liberal betwetting types!"