Like Johnny Caspar in Miller’s Crossing, when I’m wrong I don’t like being reminded of the fact. Yet askew I was six months ago concerning Glenn Beck. My first impression of the host of the blockbuster Fox News program that bears his name was that, despite its obvious content value, Beck’s hyper-emotive, overly familiar style made it unfit for long-term consumption. I believed this for the same reasons I get the heebie-jeebies from Oprah or the prospects of repeating kindergarten, but wrong is wrong. I hereby offer up an article of contrition. Not only has Mr. Beck grown on me; I also acknowledge that he is one of the finest warriors in all of conservadom. So let us rally around our — suddenly famous — flag bearer.
And rally we must because the left has placed him at the center of their character assassination machine. This is predictable as what else could they do with a sixty-minute, five-day-a-week program that functions as a siege engine upon the castle of pseudo-liberalism, addressing corruption, the follies of statism, government chicanery, and the disinterest of politicians in the welfare of their constituents?
Beck has even declared war on our entire political class — those Mark Levin terms “our new robber barons” — and he single-handedly took down President Obama’s “green jobs czar,” the bombastic scandal previously known as Van Jones.
Further, his investigation into the politicization of the National Endowment for the Arts resulted in demotion for one of its partisan advocates and, without the stalwart host’s volleys, many of us would have never heard of the Apollo Alliance or the Tides Foundation.
With the exception of Andrew Breitbart, James O’Keefe, and Hannah Giles, Mr. Beck has proven to be the most powerful and recurring nightmare that the nefarious embezzlers who run ACORN have ever faced.
Beck recently exposed the attempt on the part of one educator to indoctrinate students by showing a heinous leftist video called “The Story of Stuff.” Sadly, in my time, I witnessed a vile and unusual teacher try to pass off worse.
As a result of the Fox superstar’s devout efforts, his foes are now attempting to censor and ridicule him.
Yes, rather than refute his positions and statements, the left has reverted to their time-tested and anti-democratic methods of seeking to silence via boycott of corporate sponsor. Color for Change led the assault, which is not surprising given that one of its co-founders was the aforementioned radical, Van Jones.
Happily, the boycott has been totally ineffective. The size of Glenn’s audience has swelled in the days since, even though the level of hate the Democrats have for him rivals their ire for Sarah Palin.
The comparison is apt as, like the former Alaskan governor, Mr. Beck gets results. The foment surrounding him was (allegedly) a product of Beck’s terming President Obama a racist with “a deep-seated hatred for white people.”
In keeping with the nuanced debating tactics of “I know you are but what am I,” the pseudo-liberals gesticulated that no, (shazam!) Glenn Beck was the racist for daring to suggest that our partisan politician-in-chief had a jaded mindset regarding the majority population of the United States.
How so? Well, due to the unspoken journalistic commandment that no Democrat can ever be a racist … even if he had once led the Ku Klux Klan. The state-run media regard the mere quoting of Beck’s statement as being proof enough of his guilt.
Yet this is simply preposterous. Here, emotional lines of anti-reasoning are pursued because the last thing the Democrats and their co-conspirators in the press want is a logical discussion of that proposition (or any other) because they would surely lose.
There is copious evidence that our president is, at the very least, a racialist. He wrote an autobiography on this subject which serves as a bestselling testament to his ongoing love affair with the hue of his father’s skin.
Steve Sailer analyzed the book in detail and presented a compelling case in America’s Half-Blood Prince that Obama would become a post very-racial president who would continue his career of “community scamming organizing” once ensconced in the White House.
He was right and so was Glenn Beck. Obama’s defenders, minions, and reporters in the service of Serve.gov owe him an apology.
Alas, Mr. Beck won’t get one. Time magazine — which long ago departed from being a news source and now is nothing more than a journal for leftist advocacy — placed him in its laser sights recently with a cover story slugged, “Mad Man: Is Glenn Beck Bad for America?”
Guess what they concluded? Just kidding, that was a rhetorical question. With Beck, past is present, as they launched the same kind of attack — and even recycled the same title — in 1995 in regards to Rush Limbaugh.
Time revealed both its biases and low view of the television pundit back in April with an article addressing him, subtitled, “The Fears of a Clown.” And Bozo was exactly how they made him appear on the cover, with a striking photo of him brazenly sticking his tongue out at the camera.
Political activism, as opposed to creativity, is intrinsic to Time’s mission, as this update includes the heading, “Tears of a Clown.”
The reporter quickly informs his readers/dupes — should they not already have formed an opinion of Mr. Beck — that there is something abnormal about his subject.
Beck is described as “tireless, funny, self-deprecating, a recovering alcoholic, a convert to Mormonism, a libertarian, and living with ADHD.” What his religion or former substance abuse problems have to do with his fame is unknowable, but the pressman, for the sake of fairness, did leave “weirdo” out from his biographical expose.
The journalist portrays Beck as an opportunist who made a fortune — $23 million between June 2008 and June 2009 — by being “a virtuoso on the strings of [conservative] discontent.” He is also “[a] gifted entrepreneur of angst in a white-hot market.”
The reporter concludes: “As melodrama, it’s thumping good stuff. But as politics, it’s sort of a train wreck.” What he forgets to mention is that Beck’s politics are only an Amtrak quarterly report if you happen to possess leftist sensibilities like practically every writer at Time does.
The fellow who cobbled this piece together failed to identify his own biases but made sure to include Stephen King’s assessment of Mr. Beck. The author deems him to be “Satan’s mentally challenged younger brother.”
Yet if Beck was really just a dimwitted freak, then pseudo-liberals would never expend much energy trying to destroy him. His enemies (and ours) recognize that the 5 p.m. Fox juggernaut is a major threat.
His program is fast-paced, visually riveting, and features interviews with some of the finest minds in America. The left should be scared — and we, in turn, should celebrate him.
In the realm of power dynamics, the former DJ is plutonium. If the reader has any doubts, he or she is advised to ask Van Jones or the entrepreneurial flesh-mongers at ACORN about the influence he’s had.
Beck’s outlook is actually more mainstream that the ones held by figureheads in what he terms “the fringe media,” a.k.a. CBS, NBC, CNN, MSDNC, NPR, etc.
Ann Coulter once observed that the left’s common approach to “any political argument is to pretend to be insulted and register operatic anger,” which is precisely what they have done with the new conservative villain du jour.
The Democrats must bitterly cling to their objections over tone and style in the hopes that the rest of the population will fail to discern that President Obama is pursuing his transformative change for America at a methedrinic pace.
Beck confronts the transformer and answers those questions that concern us most, such as why did the media hide evidence of Obama’s radicalism throughout the entire 2008 campaign?
And why did taxpayers ever fund ACORN in the first place? Moreover, is there a limit to how much we should pay in taxes? Thirty percent of our earnings? Fifty percent? Seventy percent? What amount exactly do we owe our government? Lastly, does the federocracy exist to serve the people or do we labor to Serve.gov them?
It is recommended that Mr. Beck ignore his tormentors and take solace in the words of a writer far more important than Stephen King: “They’re a rotten crowd. You’re worth the whole damn bunch put together.”