Who should be the LAST person in the world to sermonize about political morality? If you had answered WILLIAM RIVERS PITT you would be correct. However, that is exactly what Pitt did in his SERMON titled, "Hateful Days." Pitt just loves to point his finger castigating tons of folks (conservatives) but the ONE opportunity he had to APOLOGIZE for the fraud he committed with partner-in-crime, Jason Leopold, ended up as one overlong self-pitying WHINE best described as a partial birth non-apology. For those still unfamiliar with this particular piece of Pitt fraud, Will declared on May 13, 2006 that Karl Rove had ALREADY been indicted on May 12, 2006. When nothing happened in the days that followed, rather than own up to his fraud, Pitt pretended that the indictment would be revealed in 24 BUSINESS hours. Mighty long business hours since we are still waiting for both the indictment as well as Pitt's apology. Yeah, Will did go into hiding from the shame for awhile but he soon returned and regressed to his finger-pointing lecturing while conveniently NEVER referring to the FRAUD that he perpetrated. So this latest sermon in deep hypocritical mode is nothing new for Pitt but since he continues to engage in such sermonizing, I won't be hesitating to point out the utter hypocrisy he presents. So let us now watch the Karl Rove Indictment Scoop Hoaxster deliver yet another sermon about morality in Bolshevik Red while the commentary of your humble correspondent, giving a shoutout to BoBo the Hobo, is in the [brackets]:
Hateful Days
[Hateful Days starting with the Day of May 12, 2006.]
There is a great deal of hate in my heart today.
[You HATE the fact that the exposure of your journalistic HOAX has condemned you to remain forever a sad joke.]
Not the healthiest condition to find myself in, but these things sometimes cannot be helped. The hate is a free-flowing thing, expanding in all directions because, simply put, there is something to revile and despise in virtually every direction I turn.
[Any hate directed toward your hoaxster partner in crime, Jason Leopold?]
Sarah Palin's ridiculous reality show was a ratings blockbuster. Hateful.
[William Pitt's indictment scoop was a hoax. Hateful.]
George H. W. Bush is getting the Presidential Medal of Freedom, because Mr. Obama just can't help sucking up to the very Republicans who are about to make a project out of throttling his administration. Hateful.
[William Rivers Pitt getting credibility when he perpetrated his hoax. Hateful.]
There will be no punishment for those who destroyed CIA evidence of rampant torture during the Bush administration. Wildly hateful.
[And where is your EVIDENCE that Karl Rove was indicted on May 12, 2006?]
One cannot swing one's dead cat by the tail these days without striking something that makes me want to give up on this tepid reporting job and take up firebombing.
[What REALLY makes you want to take up firebombing is your realization that your HOAX destroyed any real career you fantasized about in journalism. Oh, and you also pretty much poisoned your well as far as a political career is concerned.]
Barring that, the only other reasonable solution would seem to be undertaking a deep and profound heroin habit. Just shoot up and float away, leave all this mad and awful noise behind and go chase the dragon for a bit.
[Bizarre. Pitt actually fantasizing about shooting up with dirty heroin needles. Ah, the "good" life is only a shot away!]
Why not? Thanks to our Afghanistan adventure, there is a glut of the stuff on the world market. It makes perfect sense, in a way; where is the fun in enduring a massive global economic and political meltdown and rampant joblessness without an ample, cheap supply of good smack?
[Pontificated Pitt between crack pipe hits.]
Heroin is bad for you, I know. But so is politics. These days, both are equally poisonous to the body and soul.
[Doesn't shooting up with heroin make your voice unusually hoarse? Perhaps Pitt's raspy voice is not all due to just desperately sucking on the cancer sticks.]
More than half the members of Congress are millionaires - 261 of them, to be exact - which puts the stalled conversation on erasing the Bush-era tax breaks for the wealthy into much greater and more nauseating perspective.
[And how many in Congress are useless Trust Fund Kids? You're the expert on that subject, Pitt.]
The Democrats squandered this sure-fire winner of an issue in the run-up to the midterms (two-thirds of Americans want those tax cuts repealed) while simultaneously dropping the ball on extending the tax cuts for the middle class. Why, we asked? What's the point? Did they want to lose in November? No, I suppose they didn't...but it sure looks now like they want to be rich more than they want to be in the majority, and the rest of us, again, are left to suck on it.
[You need not fear, Pitt. Your Holy Trust Fund payments will be unaffected by taxes. Your smart family lawyers worked that out for you.]
The Democrats...ah, yes, the Democrats. Seldom in history has there been a larger collection of utterly useless people than the motley mob of elected officials who rally under the banner of the Democratic Party. They had the House, the Senate, the White House and put two new Justices on the Supreme Court, and yet with all that power and influence, found themselves blown out yet again in a midterm election. It's not that they were ineffective during those years - quite the contrary, in fact. But if a tree falls in the forest and the media doesn't report on it, did it happen? The virtual blackout of reporting on what the Democrats got done can certainly be blamed to a degree on the "mainstream" news media, but it goes far beyond that, and must in the end be laid at the feet of a hapless party and a president who appears to have attended the Blind, Deaf 'n Dumb School of Political Messaging.
[The Trust Fund Kid is from the just DUmb School of Political Messaging.]
During the dark days of the Great Depression, President Roosevelt pushed through a massive slate of federal programs aimed at getting the economy back on its feet. There was serious right-wing resistance to these programs, just as there is today, but with one vital difference. Back then, Roosevelt and his administration made damned sure the American people knew where and how they were being helped by these programs, and who exactly was providing that help. The Nation's Stephen Duncombe explained it thusly:
[Roosevelt entered office in 1933. Did the Depression end that year? Nope. 1934? Nope. 1935? Nope. 1936? Nope. 1937? Nope...In fact it got WORSE that year. 1938? Nope? 1939? Nope? 1940? Nope. 1941? FINALLY after all those years the Depression begins to end...Thanx to WWII. LONGEST depression in American history by far.]
Today, most Americans think Mr. Obama was the one who pushed the TARP bailout through. Most Americans are not aware that the Obama administration orchestrated a tax cut for 95% of Americans. Most Americans don't know a damned thing about the ways they are being helped and bettered by the accomplishments of the Obama administration and this last Congress, and that is because Mr. Obama and his friends in Congress failed utterly to tell them about it.
[We won't fail to tell the public about the HOAX your perpetrated about Karl Rove's indictment.]
President Roosevelt can be heard spinning in his grave; politics is not just about policy, a fact FDR knew well, but is also about messaging and explanation. The Democrats have fallen short on any number of issues, but they have not been abject failures by any stretch, and the reason they appear to be so today is almost entirely their fault. When you run the whole government, there are plenty of ways to get the media to cover your work the way you want it covered (Fox News notwithstanding). There are plenty of ways to inform the people of what you’ve been up to, as FDR so clearly proved. They didn't get this done, in any way at all, and that failure is about to reap bloody dividends.
["I pulled that day, in fact, what may stand as my first and, arguably, most formidable Full F*ckup on DU. I posted a thread stating flatly that we all had to stand behind the President during this time. Bigass bold-lettered post. It seemed the thing to do, given what was happening. I don't know about you, but politics took a back seat to thinking about rescuing survivors and going down to the hospital to give blood...and some of the hard truths about what was really going on were still out there in the fog, and all I was thinkiing was "Gotta get through this," and so there was that post."]
What was it Mick Jagger said? "I'll be in my basement room, with a needle and a spoon..."
["Somewhere in the last couple of years, I became a name. I worked very hard to make that happen, to be sure. 18 hours a day, 350,000 miles across to and from pretty much every state in the nation...hell, we all started here wanting to do something about what was happening, and I did my small part to take up that call, and in the process managed to become a writer and a speaker that others looked to. I wouldn't be doing *any* of this, probably, if it wasn't for DU. I decided to try to do something, and managed to work myself into a position where I could."]
At first blush, this story offers nothing more than another reason to let the hate flow freely. A library groundbreaking for George W. Bush? What will the exhibits be made of? The bones of murdered Iraqi civilians and the folded flags of dead American soldiers? Maybe they can have a wing dedicated to shredded bits of the Constitution his administration treated with such overwhelming disdain. The very thought of such a place being erected makes me want to break things.
["The sticky part came when I forgot that I could no longer be "just another DUer" and couldn't let fly whenever I chose. You know what I mean, because if you've spent any time here, you've done this. Yes, you have. You get angry about the news, the state of things, some Democratic failure to act, and maybe you get a glass of wine into you, and you flame away on the keyboard...and then come back the next day hoping nobody remembers or gives a damn that you were throwing haymakers and acting the fool."]
The pictures of the protesters, however, tell a different story: clad in black with featureless white masks, they served to remind Mr. Bush, Mr. Cheney and the rest of us that the ghosts of the last decade do not lie easily in their mass grave, that the perpetrators of gross crimes will be pursued by the people for as long as they draw breath, and that the truth of it all is not yet buried. These are hateful days, but once again, it is a person like Cindy Sheehan who shows us the way.
["The stickier wicket, aw hell, let's be honest and call it the stickiest wicket, came when I posted the truthout story that Karl Rove had been indicted. Another thread in big block letters."]
Hunter S. Thompson once said, "One of the basic rules of politics is Action Moves Away from the Center. The middle of the road is only popular when nothing is happening." Well, there is plenty going on today, and the middle of the road is now good only for long yellow stripes. Yes, I hate, with depth and passion, and have much cause to do so. But if those protesters at the Bush Library teach us anything, it is that hate must be channeled if it is to have any real effect. Theirs was an eloquent protest, and ours must be the same.
["For clarity: Truthout stands by this story, today as yesterday, as described on the blog page. Period, end of file. I am not speaking for them in any official capacity, because this is a personal thread, but I can read the TO blog as clearly as you can. If you want more than that, consult an astrologist, or talk to someone besides me. Read the first sentence of this paragraph again if further clarity is required on the basic premise."]
No retreat, the man once said. No surrender.
["I am not going to engage in any back-and-forth about how TO handled and/or reported the story, and if you're looking for that brawl, look elsewhere. TO stands by the story, and that's where it's at, period. The truth will out when Fitz is ready to share." ...And now the other DUmmies respond to the Whining Hypocrite... ]
I am very sad that you had to write this...
["When this story pans out, and all the little fish try to swim home, I am going to say "Sorry, you had the chance to stand with an ally, and instead, decided to say 'I find it very hard not to be skeptical.'"]
Anger is a gift. I've never forgotten that.
["You could have asked. I would have gladly explained the inside sourcing that I cannot reveal publicly. I would have told you. Happily. I would have explained how Joseph Wilson independently verified a half dozen other sources, none of whom are connected. We had a guy **deleted**."]
By the way, I know you are a huge HST fan. I got to hang out with he and Ken Kesey at Kesey's farm in 1991. It was a gas to listen to the good Doctor speak about the Gulf War as he passed me tumblers of Wild Turkey.
["I'd have told you, had you asked, because you are owed that much. But sadly, no. You threw me and Jason and truthout under the bus. Publicly, because you do not have the COURAGE to stand with someone who has stood with you. You couldn't even do it silently."]
so you are encouraging hatred, blaming Obama and praising Cindy?
["This was a wheat-from-the-chaff moment, and you failed. You spend a good deal of time talking about standing strong, but you publicly fucked one man who has stood stronger for you more than any other. Name for me please the New York Times and international best-selling book, translated into twelve languages, that thanks you and your site above anything else. First and foremost."]
Your words are very inspiring to those of us
[They might be a wee bit more inspiring IF Pitt ever owns up to the fraud he perpetrated but that has NEVER happened. Meanwhile the Pittster continues pointing fingers and delivering political morality sermons.]
William Rivers Pitt has vowed to quit smoking. Since he made this pledge yesterday in this THREAD, "I. Am. Trying. To. Quit. Smoking." it means he has probably already relapsed and is sucking up the cancer fumes like a hungry vacuum. Pitt's unhealthy smoking habits have already been the subject of a DUFU EDITION last year when it was noticed that his vocal chords are being eaten away by nicotine which will most likely lead to a hole in the throat operation. You can HEAR just how deteriorated Pitt's throat was which was so raspy back then that I figure that by now he is only about a thousand packs away from getting that hole in his throat. Since Pitt smokes at least 3 packs per day, that gives him only another year until his date with that throat hole. The good news for Pitt, is that after his operation, he will have a "hole" new career as a SINGING COWBOY. So let us now watch Pitt as he desperately tries to quit tobacco in Bolshevik Red while the commentary of your humble correspondent, whose lungs remain as pinkly pure as that of an innocent Mormon, is in the [brackets]:
