Sometimes, I think I should’ve gone into the field of Conservative Talk Radio cheerleading.
It’s pretty simple, especially when compared to Liberal Talk Radio cheerleaders, who, uh, well, anyway. When they were around (were they ever?) they tended to use too much words. It confuses people. Makes the mushy thing between the ears hurt. Far easier:
“Boo! Gays! Boo!”
“Boo! Latinos! Boo!”
“Boo! Er … 3-D movies! Boo!”
And, let’s be honest, I am at least as unattractive as Glen Beck. Really, the only thing he’s got that I don’t is a lot more cash (and, uh, hair). And I have absolutely no problem selling out my principles for cash.
“Boo! Principles! Boo!”
Heck, I’m even a registered independent, so I’ve got my talking points all secure. “No, no, I’m a registered independent. No, hah, don’t take me seriously, I’m just an entertainer. Hey, take me seriously — I know how to fix this country!”
Ugh. I just can’t do it. Principles won’t let go.