Author: Austin Vegas

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Glenn beck is an inauthentic asshole

I wasn’t even going to comment on this hack. I had written a blog a few weeks back about this cry baby, erased it and then I had to go and open the Times this weekend and read their story on Fox News’s Mad, Apocalyptic, Tearful Rising Star. It comments on the spectacular rise to popularity at an unpopular time slot on Fox (5 pm) for a comedian who was fired from CNN to a “preacher” of entertainment politics.

I find it grossly ironic Glenn has regular segments titled “Constitution Under Attack” and “Economic Apocalypse,” when both basis for such discussions are rooted during the entire and last year respectively of W Bush presidency. His, Rush’s, and Hannity’s “inciting [of] rhetoric” as Jeffrey Jones of Old Dominion University puts it, has certainly done more for the conservative base than any of the real (or fake *cough* Palin) leaders of the GOP. It’s such popularity that I too am “mad as hell” more at the audience of these puppets who get their thought, talking points and even political philosophy from talking heads explicitly and apply backwards reasoning to their choices for leaders based on these comedians of leadership.

Here’s a recient clip of this rodeo clown going on about his worrisome love for this country and fake crying as he tries to get his viewers pulled in. He’s definitely touching something, it’s not a passion nerve though:

Shep Smith on Fox also has some great comments about this guy: “We love the program [because it’s on Fox] but we don’t listen to it”:



Beck continually says ‘if you take what I say as gospel, you’re an idiot’ and that sir might accurately characterize the 1.2 million people that tune into you daily to listen. Glenn stay in your fear chamber, where you feel safest and you can’t infect normal Americans with your evangelical bull shit.

UPDATE: Maybe Colbert Says this better:

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It’s spring break/quarter end and I’m sick as death

This weekend was a wash. We walked down to Greenhouse for the Made in Italy party as a completely spontaneous move, which proved to be futile. We should have known the result of rolling with 4 suits and one female without getting on Francesco’s guestlist.

The crew ended up checking out City Winery across the street which, had it not been for the company, also would have shown to be a wash. City Winery is a huge venue with a large music stage, cheese bar and fermenting barrels of vino in the basement for amateurs to sign up and bottle their own wine. Unfortunately, they had one of the worst wine lists of any wine bar I’ve been to in the city and was quite disappointed in the selections we sampled. I haven’t tried the food or the music so I’ll reserve my review until then, however, it’s not looking good after my first impression.

After a few jack n cokes at Spring Lounge, I think I called the sickness upon myself and assured myself of 72 hours of phlegm and soar throat. Contrary to the ICD Flu trends, my Apt in NYC is HIGH with the flu virus, so bring on the Nyquil, Vicks, kleenex, and chicken soup.

While I’m laid up, California students were reliving Animal House last week for Spring Break. However, they were deterred by Mexican gangs and travel costs in avoiding Cabo and we’re sold on the pitch: “Palm Springs practically invented spring break … and it’s back!”. Palm Springs revived as a Spring Break destination? I’ve never been, so I can’t imagine the draw for students choosing this retirement and business convention destination over the hot scene at Lake Havasu.