The Bonfire of the Inanities
October 19, 2007
For a museum-quality specimen of the earnest, doggedly fatuous idiocy that passes for argument in the great right-wing aviary, read this post from Jonah “Spawn of Lucianne” Goldberg, which will only serve to whet the world’s appetite for Jonah’s eagerly awaited (and awaited and retitled and awaited and . . .) magnum opus Liberal Fascism.
The book has already occasioned so much anticipatory merriment that I wonder if the finished product (assuming it is ever finished) won’t be a little disappointing — if the inanity and vacuity of its arguments will seem merely like more of the already well-chewed winger cud retched up every day at The Corner.
Surely Jonah will settle for nothing less than the aggressively moronic ambition of something like Dinesh D’Souza’s The Enemy at Home, or Corner-mate Ramesh Ponnuru’s The Party of Death — the kind of book that will make William F. Buckley weep into his Sleepy-Time Tea, realizing that he labored for years only to hand the mantle of conservatism to this sideshow of ninnies, geeks and feebs.
C’mon, Jonah! You can do it! The bar’s already been set so low, we had to dig a new sub-basement. I’m sure you can live down to our expectations.