Thursday, January 17, 2008

The Audacity of Dopes: Clinton's Classy Surrogates

What to say about this whole Robert Johnson thing? The founder of BET, shilling for Hillary, was a clown and a defamer when he said, "Barack Obama was doing something in the neighborhood -­ and I won't say what he was doing, but he said it in the book." Uhm, duh. He's referring to drugs. His later attempts to suggest that he was talking about "community organizing" are preposterous. I hate the cynicism. I hate the substanceless bunk. Mainly, I hate how we've reached one of those points where everyone seems content to sit back and accept all the dumb-sounding excuses and explanations as if it were okay. Hillary got to say in the debate two nights ago that she was simultaneously accepting Johnson's asinine explanation as truth AND decrying it as "out of bounds." And the keepers of your discourse just sat there and wrote it off when what America really needed to see was someone saying, "Sorry, but I'm just not going to let you get away with that. You must think we're all two years old."

Robert Johnson is, simply put, a disgusting man. I suppose that I come to that having been well-informed against his character by Aaron MacGruder, who's hammered him mercilessly from his former perch on the comic pages. But if you want an of-the-moment capturing of the B.E.T. head's hypocrisy, I cannot say enough good things about what Wonkette did to him the other day.

What to add? Only that Johnson, who now hearts Hillary, has been only too happy to provide President Bush with political cover for any number of terrible policy ideas, like the ending of the estate tax and the privatization of Social Security. It just goes to show, that as good as Johnson is at whipping up a crowd of voters, so should see him preach when he's alone in a room full of money. That's when he really pulls out all the stops.

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