Yes, Glenn Beck is a pin head. Yes, Rush Limbaugh is a drug addled degenerate who can only get hard when he thinks of Barbara Bush defecating. Yes, Bill O’Reilly has all the manners of a recovered cocaine addict and the sweet subtlety of an anal probe. Yes, Sean Hannity blows dead bears. Yes, Sarah Palin’s main talent with her mouth is not talking. Yes, Michelle Bachman needs to have her prescription for ritalin cut back. Yes, Christine O’Donnell is a throwback to the days of the inquisition. And finally yes, Ann Coulter is a wretched excuse for a human being male, female or whatever, 

That’s not the point. 

The point is that while Glenn Beck (henceforeth to be known as Bobo the Simpleminded) and his ilk make a pronunciation that is evil, stupid, wrong minded, hilarious and just plain stupid, he isn’t playing to us. When Bill (Captain Queeg) O’Reilly goes off the deep end and foaming at the mouth, he gets paid. And, all of the above, evil scum sucking as they are, get paid well. They get paid very well. 

So when Scott Walker is stubborn as he is, it’s NOT political suicide, babies. It’s am audition for the biggest reality show this side of the 49th parralel. Because when Walker gets recalled, or beaten (I mean that politically by the way), he is ready to make the big bucks stumping the Conservative Comedy circuit, he’ll be able to prove to them that he was not defeated fairly. It was a conspiracy of damn Hippie Liberal pundits who beat poor old American Scott (like the toilet tissue). And he’ll froth and he’ll moan. Right now, babies, old Scott is just paying his dues. 

The point is that politics has become show biz. When Bill Clinton played his sax on the Arsenio Hall show, politics changed. It always was show biz, but now it has become mandatory that each and every presidential candidate bring his or her message to the peepul. That they pander to the peepul. That they make the peepul like them. 

Now, Mr. Clinton is not to my taste but he showed the people, I am one of you. I belong. I probably hot box my wife. And the people loved him for it. 

I am not saying that Mr. Clinton was not qualified to be president. I am saying he pandered. 

The question henceforth is going to be all about image and it is not going to be about presidential image. 

It’s going to be about who can connect with the voters, not on an intellectual, policy level, but on a gut level. 

And Johnny Knoxville will be the next President. 

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