Stay classy, Chris
When we went to war with Iraq, he and I had a little discussion about that. And this is where he is Everyman, this is where Tim is Mr. or Ms. or Mrs. America; he is us, as a country. I said, “Why - how can you believe that this war is justified?” and he said, “The nuclear thing. If they have a bomb that they can use, we gotta deal with it. We can’t walk away from that.” And that, to me, was the essence of the - what was wrong with the whole case for the war, that they used - they knew the argument would sell with Mr. America, the regular guy, with the true American patriot. They used the argument that would sell, that would get us into that war. Tim was right on the nail, he was us, the American people.
What can we pull from this disjointed and aimless damnation-with-faint-praise eulogy of Tim Russert from Chris Matthews?
- Tim Russert was a patriotic American
- “patriotic American” is actually a synonym for “simple and gullible moron”
- not that I’m saying that Tim Russert was actually an idiot, wink wink
- he actually represented all of us
- and by all of us I mean not me and the other smart people, but the degenerate knuckle-draggers in the flyover states who fell for Chimpy McStupidpresident and his RepubliKKKan lies
- I am a sad, worthless hack with no sense of tact or decency disrespecting the memory of a man whose shoes I am not qualified to shine
- you’ll notice that I didn’t even wait until the body was cold before using the death of Tim Russert - a man universally acknowledged and respected by people on both sides of the political spectrum as decent and honest - as a platform to whine about Iraq, like I don’t get enough opportunities to do that
