We began to suffer from Weiner Fatigue even before we read the revolting Facebook exchanges between U.S. Rep. Anthony Weiner and a 40-year-old Las Vegas blackjack dealer (which started, astonishingly, after Weiner got married to the spectacular Huma Abedinn). The Heartbreak of WF: also known as impoltence — the inability to become aroused by an otherwise titillating political development.
Let’s be blunt: The guy’s a perv and he needs some help. According to our resident psychiatrist, the eminent Dr. P.J. Hackenflack, there had to have been some, uh, payload payoff accompanying Weiner’s sexting with strangers over the internets. “Why else would a nice Jewish boy with a lovely wife sneak around like a one-handed chicken strangler?” Dr. H explained.
Which is just one reason why House Democratic Majority Leader Nancy Pelosi properly called for an ethics investigation into whether the New York congressman violated any rules or laws, like using official resources to send his potty-mouthed messages and/or photos of his now-legendary House member through the intertubes.
Inquiring minds may not want to know.
Still, as the New York and Washington media keep stuffing themselves on the story while pondering Big Questions like “Can Anthony Weiner survive?” – we confess to finding ourselves more troubled by the outspoken, impassioned ignorance (as our friend Mike Rezendes at the Boston Globe calls it) of Sarah Palin.
While Weiner has a problem – and will either stay in Congress or not – Palin is a problem.
It’s not just that she’s unselfconsciously stupid. Or that she’s unabashedly self-promotional and arrogant. It’s that she is aggressively anti-intellectual and anti-reality. She creates a world where facts are what she says they are, whether there is any basis in rationality for her assertions.
It is truly vile, offensive and odious to watch and listen to this woman twist objective reality into her personal pastiche. Her idiotic revisionist story of Paul Revere, as a Second Amendment adviser to the British, is just the latest example of Palin’s vapid, nutcase world view. Eugene Robinson of the Washington Post comes close to expressing our complete and utter contempt for Palin’s manipulations.
Even when the in-the-tank-for-the right Chris Wallace of Fox News Sunday gently suggested, “You realized that you messed up about Paul Revere, don’t you?” Palin responded as follows:
You know what, I didn’t mess up about Paul Revere. Here’s what Paul Revere did. He warned the Americans that ‘the British were coming, the British were coming’ and they were going to try to take our arms. . . . But remember, the British had already been there . . . part of his ride was to warn the British that were already there that, ‘hey, you’re not going to succeed. You’re not going to take American arms. You are not going to beat our own well-armed persons, individual, private militia that we have.’ He did warn the British. And in a shout-out, gotcha-type of question that was asked of me, I answered candidly. And I know my American history.
Thank heavens for Stephen Colbert who defended Palin by validating her version of Revere’s ride the other night. Never has Michelle Bachmann looked so good.
And now this message from our conscience:
Many thanks to loyal Calbuzzer Cliff Barney for expressing his concern that we’ll stop writing about the budget just because the latest Dr. Hackenflack poll shows that huge majorities of imaginary respondents are tired of reading about it.
No worries, Cliff, no way you’ll find Calbuzz practicing poll-driven journalism – we’re in it until the last dog dies.
That said, it’s not exactly a big secret that budget policy isn’t quite our, um, métier; indeed, our oeuvre is all about politics: “poli,” from the Greek meaning “the many,” and “tics,” meaning “blood sucking parasites.”
So while we’ve done some swell analyses of the budget situation, if we do say ourselves (here, here and here, for example), the true, value-added service we provide to our readers on the budget — through regular features like Press Clips and Fishwrap — is to point to the best work of colleagues who are assigned to cover the substance of the story – for actual money! — and to sweat the details.
In that regard, some quick tips: 1) If you’re not starting your day with Rough and Tumble, (after checking Calbuzz, of course), your head’s not in the game; Jack Kavanagh pulls together not only the most comprehensive and balanced daily report on straight budget stuff, but also the most significant aggregation of reporting on key issues, from environment to education; 2) Kevin Yamamura of the Bee provides the press corps’ most solid, day in and day out budget coverage, and deserves a medal for his ongoing “Brown’s Countdown” series; 3) The California Budget Project’s reports are accurate, in-depth and detailed must-reads from a progressive perspective; 4) the Calbuzz Counting House and Financial Affairs Desk moonlights at the prize-winning Santa Barbara Independent, providing week-in-review analysis of budget and other such weighty matters in the hugely popular Capitol Letters column.
Now back to the snark.