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February 08, 2007

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Anybody unaware of the staggering laziness, servile cheerleading, and prideful know-nothingism of the Doughy Pantload has never read more than one paragraph of his, and for that I envy them.

The decent thing to do would be to admit that his judgment about such things is dreadful, and that whoever gave him a platform to write about them made a terrible mistake.

that would mean caving to pressure from the illiberal left, which wants nothing more than to keep conservatives from ever speaking out again. if Goldberg goes down over this, conservatives will never be allowed to speculate again. so they must dig in their heels and fight this to the death. don't Cut, Or, Run. Stay The Course. don't show weakness.

/snark

It does beg the question, Does anyone actually like Jonah Goldberg's writing? On any subject?

I do. I suspect that I'm not alone (although I may be here at ObWi).

He should then find some other line of work, where he might yet, in some way, prove useful to mankind.

OK, so like we'll have to move to Utah or something, but that's just too fabulous not to ask: Hilzoy, will you marry me?

Naturally, Goldberg thinks its all about the bet, and since Cole turned him down, then none of its matters.

And that the offer of the bet was just a silly fit of pique -- as opposed to his analysis. Was that also just some silly fit of pique? Somehow Goldberg manages to avoid talking about his prediction -- anything to avoid the simple truth that Cole had it right and Goldberg was dead wrong.

Goldberg writes a regular op-ed for the LA Times, and its odious that such a hack is given that platform. He'll remain second rate because he has not learned the fine art of plausible deniability in making pundit predictions. Friedman has mastered it -- this will happen and is a good idea if Bush does this or that. Drivel so laden with qualification (which he knows will not happen) that it is meaningless, but the act is saying with it true feeling, with a compliant interviewer nodding serious agreement.

I've gotten to the point where I almost can't stand to read my own writing, anymore.

Which probably explains a few things, come to think of it.

hilzoy's really the only voice of sanity, anymore, and even she's not averse to reading and even occasionally linking to Atrios or Sadly, No!, which kind of puts a dent in that whole last-bastion-of-sanity image, every time I think of it. So I try not to.

Edward: I have this firm intention of dancing at your wedding, but the whole point is that you should be marrying Bambino, or failing that, a guy. And our marriage would sort of interfere with that. Although, as you say, Utah has possibilities. (Nice scenery, too.)

More seriously: we miss you!

yeah! And email me next time you're in Chicago eddie.

"And our marriage would sort of interfere with that."

Gosh, sometimes liberals are sooo close-minded! ;)

Hey, Hilzoy, I'm glad you included the last line in the past regarding Goldberg's usefulness. With all due respect to Andrew, I do think the line is a little wordy. "Shut up. Jonah," would have been more to the point, not to mention highly ethical.

Goldberg's paragraph proposing the bet just about reaches the level of a guy slouching over a bar brandishing his testosterone gland at an overheard conversation at a nearby table, doc. It displays all of the pathetic machismo (what they call, in cage fighting, "superior judgement") of so many of the lower forms of what is mistaken for conservative blogging and writing, pal. He's not even a natty dresser with foppish hair like Cliff May, bub.

Their idea of journalism is hunting down lipstick samples on the loins of former Presidents. Their idea of war is not unlike the Al Aqsa Brigade's idea of war: make sure the fuse between them and the bomb is as long as possible so the truly guilty don't get hurt.

As to Cole's favorite charity, whatever leads to both Jonah and his truly ghastly mother shutting up forever (rolled up socks inserted into their gobs, packing their mouths with salt, copious amounts of duck tape permanently applied) is deserving of a line item payroll deduction on the United Way charity list.

I wish I could find a way to take pleasure in the boot to the crotch the war pimps have received from reality. I can't - too many have died, too many are injured. The icing on the cake is the backpedalling and revisionism. The new consensus reality is that everyone thought there were WMD, despite the fact that the majority of informed opinion said that either there were no WMD or that the evidence was unclear.

Thullen for Hillary's blogmaestro!

Living in such a wealthy society, where "traditionalists" and "small government" types act as if war is a game.

God bless America!

Aw, go easy on Goldberg. He's just happy that he didn't have to hit his mom up for the thousand clams.

The decent thing to do would be to admit that his judgment about such things is dreadful, and that whoever gave him a platform to write about them made a terrible mistake.

BWAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHA!

Oh, Hil, the setup was a bit long, but what a punchline...

on my absence from the list of lawyers, what am i, chopped liver? hmph.

some of his writing pre-war over at NRO was quirky and occasionally amusing. since the war's gone bad he seems both dull and desperate. which is an odd combination.

Thullen: duct tape - useless for taping ducts due to its inability to deal with thermal expansion. otherwise, like the Force -- has a light side, a dark side and holds the universe together.

duck tape -- what you need to get a proper sear on your maigrets de canard when cooking on a sailboat?

It does beg the question, Does anyone actually like Jonah Goldberg's writing? On any subject?

I'm more than a little embarrassed to admit this, but I must profess something resembling the occasional slight fondness for Goldberg's turn of phrase. This generally involves the Herculean chore of totally ignoring the substance of said phrase, and rarely happens anyway because I generally don't want to subject myself to this substance.

Someone (can't remember who) one remarked that it was a true and tragic loss to society when Goldberg decided to write on serious issues, rather than, say, pop culture commentary. I personally justify my (rare almost to the point of non-existence) small pleasure at reading Goldberg in these terms...

duck tape -- what you need to get a proper sear on your maigrets de canard when cooking on a sailboat?

Well, in fairness to Thullen, there is a brand of duct tape called Duck Tape...

Technically, Goldberg is a perfectly competent writer. He can also be amusing from time to time.

The question of how often one agrees with him is an entirely different one, as is what one thinks of his judgment.

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