In Praise of DF foul-mouthed vituperative H
in Internet United States
Thers over at Whiskey Fire opens both barrels on Bloggingheads.
Nobody is ever outraged, passionate, venomous -- it all reinforces the asinine and debilitating notion that political debates are some sort of polite parlor game. Or some sort of spectator sport, waiting for someone to totally lose it in a comical fashion (see Althouse, Ann).
Fuck civility, fuck Bloggingheads, fuck this taming of the shrill. Notice how no one on a Bloggingheads ever says "fuck"?
If you can't say "fuck," I'm not coming to your new media revolution.
Ah, jeebus. Am I gonna be able to say "panda licker" too? *insert visions of panda's grooming themselves, lick, lick, lick*
I guess I shouldn't point out the apparently undenied controversy over Mickey Kaus of Slate blowing goats is still out there.
At least we're not like John McCain, who called his own wife a cunt in front of reporters. We don't abuse innocents and we don't abuse our loved ones.
At one point, Cindy playfully twirled McCain's hair and said, "You're getting a little thin up there." McCain's face reddened, and he responded, "At least I don't plaster on the makeup like a trollop, you cunt."