Letterman Fallout [Dan Collins]
Cynn, in comments, and Alicublog, via link, seem to think that my “joke” about Letterman from last night is somehow inappropriate.*
I want to stress to you scum-sucking morons that I don’t care whether Letterman and his writers thought he was addressing the presence at the Yankees game of Bristol Palin or Willow Palin. Either way, his “joke” was a sick and assaultive act directed at a young woman who has done nothing to merit such treatment on national television, you gutter-dwelling hobgoblins of putrescence.
Letterman hasn’t been funny since I was a drunk fratboy, and Treacher could come up with a more entertaining top ten list in a half hour of tweeting than all of his paid hacks can in a day of smoking crack, or whatever it is that they do to get inspired. Letterman gets paid megabucks to get his disgusting hate on, against some kid who’s committed the evident sin of going to his city, and you shovel his crap into your gaping maws and cry for seconds. You don’t think the idea of his being dialloed with a baseball bat for being a 27th level nasty cocksucker priest of vicious filth is funny? Screw you with the poxy dildo you rode in on. You’ve got no sense of humor.
And these cretins seem to think it’s somehow awful that Letterman has become a target of teh wingers. He’s a big boy, don’t you think? Maybe someone who builds a career on douchebaggery–kind of like you, Edroso–ought to expect that he’ll get called on it from time to time. Let him take the heat.
* Maybe the key is to use another well-known figure as a proxy rapist meatpuppet?