"During the first few years of the Iraq War, there was no Facebook, no Twitter, no Grindr through which people could megaphone okay Guardian articles that expressed an echo of their slapdash political opinions. You read a piece, you forwarded a link to a few people, and then you went about your day in your condo financed with a subprime mortgage loan. Now everybody's still going on and on about bullshit, bleating like sheep that have no idea they're about to be put into the meat grinder, except that their bleatings are amplified by the witch's curse of social media. Any half-assed feminist critique of Ted Cruz is worth repeating a thousand times (with a thousand hashtags), ad infinitum and ad nauseam and ex post facto and 3,000 other pretentious Latin phrases that Hitch and Vidal, the last living literate blowhards, used to deploy. Well, Latin is dead and so is David Bowie. Only the plainest O'Reilly language will suffice:
Everybody shut up!"
This is super great. I think it's the kind of comedy we need right now because there is this sticky, glooby, sad intensity to this election season.
I think we all need to be yelled at.
FB: "the worst thing about Donald Trump is that his verbal diarrhea is highly contagious, easily contracted by people of all political stripes. Most writers offer up smart opinions like "Electing Donald Trump would be bad for America." O RLY, editorial boards? Do you think it would be bad idea to hand over the nuclear arsenal to a walking advertisement for time-share condos and erectile dysfunction? How courageous of you to say so!"
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