There's Nothing Worse Than a Starfucking Ratfucker

I see Bill Maher's following this week's fashion of Obama-bashing again, in the wake of Chris Matthews's, Ed Schultz's and Rachel Maddow's expert analysis of the President's Afghanistan speech and hot on the heels of latent adolescent hissyfitting at Netroots Nation. Bill wants to be relevant, so he's revving up his old chestnut of "Obama the pussy," so it won't be long before he reaches into his repertoire to start musing about Obama not being black enough to suit Bill's stereotypical tastes, as past remarks have shown that Bill views black men like the President to be ineffectual and bumbling Fred Sanford types, instead of pistol-packing ghetto gangstas whom Bill purports to admire.

Nope, the President is a pussy who panders to people he should be opposing. In Bill's adolescently stagnated mind, Obama wants the likes of John Boehner to like him, so they agree to play golf. Ne'mind the fact that no less than LBJ had a round of golf with the Republican Senate leader, Everitt Dirksen, which resulted in Dirksen coming onside for Civil Rights' legislation.

Bill joined the Progressive chorus of "Obama Caving" when the President effected a compromise with the Republicans which saw tax cuts for the wealthy extended until 2012 in exchange for legislation which would help the unemployed, the poor and the working poor - but then, the affluent, educated and elite Progressives of the Left and Northeastern Coasts have given scant thought in the past forty years to the working classes and the working poor. To effetes like Bill, they're the hayseed inhabitants of Flyover country and inbred Deliverance shitkicking neo-Confederates of the red South. Of course, no mention was made either of the fact that the President's "caving" enabled DADT to be repealed, ensured passage of the First Responders' Bill as well as START.

Bill likes to identify himself as a Progressive, but he is anything but. As much as he calls the President out for being a fraudulent black man, Bill's pretty much a fraudulent Progressive - in fact, he's whiffingly close to being outed as a Republican.

Let's take a look:-

Bill is a strong supporter of the Death Penalty.
Bill is a vociferous supporter of Israel, as strong a supporter of Israel as either Sarah Palin or Glenn Beck.
Bill is vehemently anti-Muslim. He's truly alarmed that one of the most common names for a male child in Britain is Mohammed. He fears the West being overrun by Islamic hordes, and he's actually gone on record as saying that whilst all Muslims are not terrorists, if you're a terrorist, you're probably a Muslim.
Bill supports privatisation of Social Security and has often stated this. In fact, in an earlier program this year, he illustrated by a plate of food just how many "entitlements" should be up for trimming in any government budget - chief amongst those, being Social Security and Medicare.
Bill is anti-union. He crossed the picket lines during the writers' strike of 2007 and since then has refused to employ any writer who belongs to a professional union. In a show airing March 13, 2009, he slated the teaching unions and unions in general. Curiously, when it became fashionably de rigueur for the Professional Left to decamp to Wisconsin in light of Governor Scott Walker trampling on the collective bargaining rights of white-collar public sector unions, Bill added his voice; but it's interesting to note that neither Bill nor MSNBC's biggest proponents of unions, Ed Schultz and Rachel Maddow, have yet to discuss the blue-collar Boeing workers' dispute in Washington state. The only people fighting for their rights are the National Labor Relations Board and the President - but since the President, in Bill's and other peoples' views, has neither accomplished anything of note nor is capable of doing so, this isn't even worth a newsworthy mention.
In an interview aired in October 2009 with Bill Frist, Bill infamously blurted out that he didn't want government controlling his healthcare, after spending all that current season paying lip service to the sainted public option.
Bill's BFF is corporate media whore and Queen Ratfucker, Arianna Huffington - she who famously snookered the Left and the Left's media into believing her to be the champion voice for Progressives everywhere, even when she was openly undermining the President from as early as March 2009. For all Bill affects to disdain all things corporate, he literally bowed from the waist in hommage to Arianna's mega-million deal with AOL. This is the same Arianna Huffington who dismissed the legions of unpaid and unknown bloggers to whom she offered a platform more wantonly than Marie Antoinette dismissed the French peasantry as unimportant.
Bill pals around and is far too cosy with the likes of Darrell Issa, another bosom chum who sucks at the toxic tit of Arianna. In fact, Bill refers to Issa as "our Darrell Issa." This is the same Darrell Issa, auto thief, insurance fraudster, arsonist and posessor of illegal firearms, who declared Barack Obama to be the most corrupt President ever to inhabit the Oval Office. Issa is a staple on Bill's show.
Bill is against funding for the National Endowment for the Arts and NPR.
For most of 2009 and 2010, Bill referred to the President derisively as "Barry," a term used almost exclusively by the ageing, disaffected and disparaging group of white men known as Teabaggers.
Bill not only invites Andrew Breitbart onto his panel, but he appears to defend him when he's there and gives him credence as a bona fide journalist. On Breitbart's second appearance, Carl Sagan's widow confronted him about his misrepresentation of Shirely Sherrod, only to have Breitbart turn to Bill and remind him that Bill had promised him that race as a subject would not be raised on the show. Bill was forced to agree and apologise for Sagan's widow's outburst. Breitbart appeared earlier this year on Real Time along with liberal writer and broadcaster, Laura Flanders, and Bill gave Breitbart a lot of rein and appeared to treat Flanders as highly irrelevant and a nuisance.
For all he pays lip service to wanting to pay higher taxes, the truth is that Bill probably pays a lot less tax than he should. He owns two multi-million dollar properties in the Brentwood section of Los Angeles - his home and the house next door, which he treats as a guest house. These registered owner of these two properties is a charity called The Odie Trust. The Odie Trust, named for one of Bill's dogs who died, is a paper charity only, with Bill Maher listed as CEO and Secretary. As headquarters of a registered charity, these properties are not subjected to property tax laws in the state.
Sound like a state-of-the art Progressive to you? I would say that Bill sounds pretty damned Republican to me. Truth is, Bill is whatever happens to be the fashion of the moment. If he were a responsible political wonk, he'd realise that because of whatever reason, we're saddled with a Republican House of Representatives, which means that because fiscal legislation - like the budget and the debt ceiling kerfuffle - must originate with this lot of poseurs and grandstanders. This is where jobs' legislation starts also, but like everyone else and his dog, the Congress, in general, likes to heap the majority of what they should be doing onto the President.

If Bill had the audacity and prescience of mind to listen and really wanted to establish himself as someone of note in commentary, he would be making mincemeat of the fact that no less than Senate Minority Leader Mitch McConnell, was brutally honest in describing the Hill Republicans' agenda: to ensure that Barack Obama is a one-term President. Nothing else mattered.

And if Bill were truly perspicacious (and, believe me, in this instance, it's not hard), he'd easily see how the House Republicans are stitching varous members of the Progressive caucus up like the proverbial kipper. McConnell, again, pointed this out this week, when he revealed that, were a Republican President in the White House, none of this showhorse, symbolic, repudiative legislation over Libya would ever have been introduced. In fact, McConnell reiterated, there were any number of Republicans in the Senate and in the House during Dubya's tenure, who were opposed to his antics in the Middle East; yet they kept their mouths shut and sat on their hands in the interest of party loyalty - something which is sadly lacking amongst the Democrats.

The House Republicans find it easy enough to stroke the narcissistic ego of Little Man Syndrome sufferer Dennis Kucinich and big up big mouth Peter Di Fazio to the extent that these two have become the biggest Democratic tools in the Republican toolbox. Kucinich shouldn't feel ashamed when his calls for impeachment and his judicial suit of the President makes its way into Republican party political messages in 2012.

And when Bill Maher whines that the President doesn't do anything, someone who knows better needs to remind Bill, who purports to be a student of history, that the President doesn't legislate. Congress does, and that for the better part of our nation's history, legislation has meant debating, discussion and compromise.

Like a lot of Bill's ilk, he voted for the black guy because it was fashionable, it elevated his street cred and made him feel better about himself as a "Progressive." But inasmuch as a lot of people found politically on the Right, who abhor the thought of a black man in the White House, Bill, like a great many of the patronising, affluent and white Progressives on the Left, are singularly uncomfortable with a black man in the White House, who is smarter than they are, and who doesn't do what they say to do.

The danger lies in people like Bill, who hide behind the comedian curtain, but who occupy a podium which garners the ear of a lot of people too lazy or unable to think critically for themselves; and therein lies the danger of the starfucking ratfucker.

Who's the Pussy Now?

More than anyone else, in the ever-widening sphere of political punditry, Bill Maher has become a slave to the fashionable practice of Obama-bashing. Bill likes to remind everyone that he was actually the first media personality of the “Progressive” persuasion, who actually criticized the President – for constantly being shown on television. Never mind that this criticism came one week after Bill, himself, had levelled the same sort of criticism at the Rightwing media (for whining about the President continuously being featured on the evening news), Bill was the first from the President’s side of the fence to issue discontent. And not only that, he continued, Obama hadn’t parted the Red Sea, cured the common cold and risen from the dead, respectfully, all within the first hundred days of his presidency. In fact, according to Bill, all the President had manage to do was get a dog for his daughters.







And, thus, the floodgates of Leftwing discontent were opened and justified. Suddenly, it became open season for the Left to take a pop at the President. Criticism continued, unabated, and still continues today, to a point of absolute obsession. It’s not enough to parse and analyse every word that issues forth from the Presidential mouth, the celebrity pundits of the Left have to analyse what he should have said but didn’t, what he probably thought and should think, how he didn’t say enough or actually said too much, so much until the criticism became gratuitous – as if the punditry relished the effort of going over ever Presidential speech, action, thought or raised eyebrow with a fine-toothed comb, in order to report something negative. As if they were waiting for the President to fail. Willing it, almost.







Sooner or later, it isn’t long before such continuous criticism of everything said or done by one person eventually descends into argumentum ad hominem, and Bill Maher likes nothing better. At various and sundry times, the President, for Bill, became “President Poopypants,” “President Sanford and Son,” or simply, “Barry.” I don’t know if Bill realised it – or maybe he did – but “Barry” is the condescending nickname applied to the President by the scores of bitter, twisted and disaffected, old white men, who deplore the fact that there’s a black man in the White House who isn’t there just to serve coffee in a white coat. Bill has said on various occasions that the President doesn’t act “like a black man,” that he’s needy and craven to the Republicans in a pathetic attempt to court friendship, that he craves rather than compromises, that he’s just like the weak side of Bush when he should be more like the cocky, arrogant, ignorant Decider … that he’s weak.







The worst insult thrown at the President by Bill occurred in early December, when Bill referred to the President as a “Pussy” on Fareed Zakaria’s CNN program, on national television.







Last week, Bill played host to a plethora of conservative opinionators on his show, ranging from Michael Steele, the deposed chairman of the RNC, to Kim Campbell, the Canadian ex-premier who seemed to be trying to do an impersonation of Doris Roberts. Amongst the guests was a Real Time regular, Congressman Jack Kingston, from Georgia’s First Congressional District.







Kingston is a guest on the program at least once each cycle, as much as is another Republican stalwart, Darrell Issa. Bill welcomes conservative opinion on his program, and I welcome that too. It’s always good to hear an opposing viewpoint, even if you don’t agree with it. It’s always interesting to watch intelligent debate, but each time a conservative guest appears, I get the uneasy feeling that Bill is more relaxed and at ease with certain ones than he is with people who support the Progressive ideals he purports to uphold.







I have to say, however, I’ve yet to meet a Progressive who’s in favour of the death penalty, who’s virulently anti-union and who’s against public funding for the National Endowment for the Arts.







Yet whenever a Republican appears on the Real Time panel, they dominate the proceedings, and Bill gives them free range to vent, unchallenged. The last time Kingston had appeared on the program, was in the company of Darrell Issa, during the summer of the Tea Partied Town Hall debates. From the getgo, Kingston and Issa rounded on Bill, forcefully (but good-naturedly) presented and reinforced their opinions, and reduced Bill to cracking lame jokes rather inarticulately.







This time, Kingston was in seduction mode. Everything Bill threw at him in cynicism, Kingston tossed back with a charm which dripped with the odor of magnolia blossoms. The sophomoric idea of Republicans and Democrats sitting together at the State of the Union Address? Kingston loved it, he said. In fact, he sat with two Democrats. They went out for drinks afterwards and had a right old time of it.







Reception of the President’s speech was muted? Not at all, countered Kingston. The Republicans cheered as much as the Democrats. In fact, Kingston continued, he actually wanted to President to succeed. What American didn’t want their President to succeed? (Well, there’s one Rush Limbaugh, but maybe it’s debatable whether he’s actually an American).







The ubiquitous debate on global warming, inevitably descended into the equally ubiquitous debate on evolution, later on, with Kingston, ever smiling, informed the panel that he didn’t “come from a monkey”, he came “from God.” I waited for the requisite explosion to come from Bill’s vicinity, knowing that there was nothing which steamed him more than religion and all the science denial which came from faith. But Bill didn’t respond. Instead he tried to steer the conversation back to global warming, with the help of Prime Minister Doris Roberts, who kept screeching “climate change, climate change.” (There’s a lot of female screeching occuring this year on Real Time – even Rachel Maddow did her fair share.)







The crescendo rose and rose, with D L Hughley disjointedly appropriating the argument, informing Kingston that Kingston’s beliefs actually validated Hughley’s GED, until Bill asked D L if he believed in evolution. D L replied that he didn’t, and the conversation (and the program) abruptly shifted to New Rules, with Bill and Congressman Kingston enjoying a fraternal chuckle.







Nothing challenged, nothing argued, just Kingston dominating the show and snowing Bill with that honeyed accent and his slow, Southern charm. He even told Prime Minister Doris of his time as a student at the University of Michigan, where he’d slip across the border into Canada for some nights propping up a bar for a Molson beer, amongst other things. It’s one thing for Prime Minister Doris, or any woman, to fall for a cultivated Southern drawl on a man from one of the Red States. I’ve been known to be so charmed, myself, in my youth. It’s quite another to see Bill Maher charmed to the point of abject inarticulace.







And so we witnessed the man who called out the President for being America’s “Pussy” become the Leftwing political pundit who morphed into Jack Kingston’s bitch on national television.



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Judged by the Company One Keeps, Dahlink

There's an old Spanish proverb, which states, roughly translated, "Tell me whom you pal around with, and I'll tell you who you are."








Now, that really means that a person is judged by the company they keep. Back in 2008, a certain very egotistical and narcissistic Vice-Presidential candidate asked the public to believe that a certain Presidential candidate was unworthy of attaining the Oval Office, because he "palled around with terrorists."









So, what are we to believe when presented proudly with a picture, posted on her Facebook page, of none other than that sage, strident and omnipresent Progressive pundit-cum-voice of the beleagured Middle Class, Arianna Huffington, nestled cosily in the crook of an arm belonging to Darrell Issa, whilst out on a night of partying in Las Vegas on the night of the day which saw Rep Gabrielle Giffords shot?








Here's the link to the picture, itself:-








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Notice Issa's easy, proprietorial body language. Here's a man with his property, or at least someone who buys what he's selling, and I'm not talking about car alarms.








For anyone seeing the logic of the President writing an op-ed in the WSJ, basically in response to Issa's open-handed invitation to tell the fat cats what they want undone, then Huffington's totally and deliberately misrepresented take on this as seen on the Olbermann show last night, suddenly makes method of her madness.








It's as important to remember that Mrs Huffington, who during her 1990's enchantment with one Newt Gingrich (an enchantment which is still lasting to this day, considering the intimate little photo she displayed from her summer holiday in Amalfi, which just happened to include "bumping into" Newt), led the internet clarion call to impeach Bill Clinton as it is important to remember that the man in whose arm she's nestling holds the power to subpoena, investigate and impeach that man whom he's gone on record as having "the most corrupt Administration in history."








We all know that the accusation that President Obama "palled around with terrorists" was blatantly false, unless Bill Ayers was Obama's babysitter in Indonesia or Hawaii; but every picture tells a story, and this particular one says Arianna Huffington is palling around with a sinister-looking, high-ranking Republican with a dubious criminal history, who holds the power of impeachment in his greasy, corporately corrupt hands.








Fine with me if Arianna wants to indulge in a little bit of Rovian ratfuckery. I never bought her Damascene conversion anyway. So she's ratfucking her Progressive following, but what's she doing with the King Rat?