find the forgerer?!
yesterday's William Safire's column was annoying dumb so I shoot him an email:
Sent: Wednesday, September 22, 2004 11:12 AM
To: 'safire@nytimes.com'
Subject: wait you're talking about forgery?
Importance: High
You mean to tell me you wrote a column blasting CBS and saying that they need to find the forger? This on the heels of your sword-falling for the Niger uranium forgery? Time after time you blasted the press because they revealed that the Niger uranium claim was a complete fraud but now—damn that sword must be mighty full what with Tenet and Powell already speared on it—you jump right back on to scold CBS. I’m sorry Mr. Safire but you have as much right to discuss forgery as the Bush administration does on environmental issues. By and by it’s amazing how you’ve gone from dictionary militant to blatant Republican shill whose lame cutthroat columns have made people turn their newspaper back to the front just to insure that its not some Scaife nonsensical Review or some sawed-off New York Daily News. Really let us all know when you finally accept that job at the Enquirer and we’ll be delighted to read your beautiful prose regarding Oprah’s secret alien abduction. But in all seriousness, the forgery you coveted helped start a war, an illegal war to boot, meanwhile the CBS one will no doubt have the opposite of election snafu, instead somehow convincing the ignorance in American society that indeed Mr. Bush wasn’t some privileged man-child but a righteous dude who in between gulps of Budweiser and snorts of the best damn line of coke that South America could offer, he was somehow more courageous than all the people who actually wore their patriotism in the form of a long plane ride to Asia. But it’s this societal difference that makes people in your class feel that they laugh and guffaw in the general direction of those damn peons who keep getting in the way with their vote and demand of equal liberties and freedoms—and you dare to mention the liberal elite in the same breath. All together however, your column was so ironic it was hilarious in its utter hypocrisy.
3 Comments:
C'mon now, don't edit yourself.
nah I just didn't want to put my work e-mail in there only because of spiders that traverse through these blogs. other than that this is exactly what I wrote to Mr. Safire...in fact I used to write to him each week following his obnoxious columns back during his Niger claim nonsense and the build-up to the illegal war with Iraq. He's an obnoxious egotistical jerk. However he wasn't as fun as the editor of the National Review, he eventually blocked my AIM name and my e-mail because I bombarded him with the truth. It was hilarious when he told me that "I'll post your mailing address and phone number on the National Review and we'll see how many people start harassing you." -- though it had a much more threatening tone. However after I said that would be fine and that I would be more than willing to share his threatening crap with my lawyer buddy he somehow decided it was more fruitful to ignore me--just like the National Review ignores the truth.
nah I just didn't want to put my work e-mail in there only because of spiders that traverse through these blogs. other than that this is exactly what I wrote to Mr. Safire...in fact I used to write to him each week following his obnoxious columns back during his Niger claim nonsense and the build-up to the illegal war with Iraq. He's an obnoxious egotistical jerk. However he wasn't as fun as the editor of the National Review, he eventually blocked my AIM name and my e-mail because I bombarded him with the truth. It was hilarious when he told me that "I'll post your mailing address and phone number on the National Review and we'll see how many people start harassing you." -- though it had a much more threatening tone. However after I said that would be fine and that I would be more than willing to share his threatening crap with my lawyer buddy he somehow decided it was more fruitful to ignore me--just like the National Review ignores the truth.
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