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No, Tim Russert and Chris Matthews are not fair; they're from the ministry of hate--er, love. Along with Carville as a bald Goebbels who serves the party of the cloven hoof.
Did anyone bother to note the softballs and beach balls Russert gave Die Hundin von Buchenvald? Did not the Carville memo to smear Bush with Enron and the facts be damned reach into every doorway where the victims of Capitalism shiver?
Tim Russert, James Carville: shrinkwrapped belly-to-belly and shoved down the ramp of a C-130 into the howling blackness of the fifty below Afghan stratosphere.
Along with the donkey they rode in on.
This got me thinking: Wouldn't Carville look great in a Nazi Schutzstaffel uniform? The Jackboots, the totenkoph symbols, and carrying the swagger stick?
I quit watching Tim Russert on Meet the Press and the results were immediate and dramatic. I lost inches off my frustration, I had increased energy, my optimism grew back