Why I Hate The Media: A Continuing Series

Think about the image that drives left-wingers crazy with anger.

Maybe you don't know what the image is. I do.

What drives left-wingers angry is the thought of a well-to-do suburban family. They've got some money. They have three cars. They have an intact marriage and children doing well in good schools.

And they're kinda smug. They pose in a picture and smile in a way that makes leftists angry. They're not aware of all the suffering beyond the perimeters of their perfect lawns.

Also, they think they have wisdom to share with the world. But, in the words of Barack Obama: You didn't build that. Even though this family is obviously doing something right, they have nothing to share with the world, because they haven't .struggled. They're not marginalized.

They have it easy and soft and yet would lecture a poor person about how to become wealthier.

Okay, so that's the image that makes all left-wingers left-wingers.

Now here's the thing:

What the fuck are Katie "Old Dracula" Couric and Brian Williams?

These are the richest people any ordinary citizen will "know." Oh, there are wealthier people, don't get me wrong -- but they're people like Warren Buffet or Peter Thiel.

These smug left-wing c*nts are rich and actually known to people. Why?

Because they're on fucking TV.

So we have these rich smug people, smiling smugly who have the World All Figured Out, ready to drop their Truth Bombs and Life Wisdom on at the slightest non-prompting.

Katie Couric has so much wisdom to share with you about Responsible Gun Laws.

Brian Williams has so much deep thinking to share with you about the shame we should feel at using the nuclear bomb on Japan.

And what, precisely, gives these people moral authority to lecture the rest of us?

Nothing.

Katie Couric has written nothing of consequence. She is vapid morning chat show host who probably had a memoir ghost-written for her and "wrote" some stupid book about Famous Women in History or something -- a pure commercial play probably pitched to her by a book company.

Like Tom Brokaw's The Greatest Generation was -- hey, Tom, we got an idea. How about we use your brand to sell a book that people will buy their dads on Father's Day?

Brian Williams is in a different category, of course. He's written many books -- The Great Gatsby. Gone with the Wind. Judgement at Nuremburg. A little book called The Bible, a fictionalized memoir of his life.

But still -- what right has he to lecture?

So these people with their smug entirely unearned authority, their utter lack of any accomplishment apart from reading from scripts others have written for them and having skin that successfully sticks to pancake make-up, are here to lecture us.

Rich people who think they can and should lecture their inferiors.

Rich people that just happen to be the rich people you know the best because they have Television Programs (which a Peter Thiel does not -- but I bet makeup would stick to his face, too, and I bet he too could read a script written for him by someone else).

And so we have this endless parade of smug, unaccomplished people who have literally achieved nothing -- this isn't a fake "You didn't build that," this is a real You didn't build that -- lecturing us, because they have some money, have nice houses, and can wear make-up reasonably well.

If we're going to listen to the rich practitioners of any job, shouldn't we be listening to physics professors?

Or philosophers? Political theorists? Actual thinkers?

How about actual doers? Maybe a soldier who's actually struggled with more thank keeping down forehead glare under studio lights?

Or doctors? Or, even, actual writers? Not mere newsreaders, but people who write and think long-form?

No, of course not. Such people can be called in occasionally to lend their expertise on specific subject matters, but well-rounded intellects like Katie Couric, Brian Williams, and Tom Brokaw are here to Share Their Truth about the world on all nontechnical subjects -- you know, moral subjects.

Like priests in the cult of the unblinking billion eyes of the television god.

Who the fuck do these ghastly grinning pancake-makeup smeared brain-damaged communications majors think they fucking are?

A society that worships carnival-barkers appearing on idiot boxes is a society that is already brain-dead and which should be euthanized out of simple mercy.

Fuck them all to hell.

posted by Ace at 03:05 PM

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