Defining Dumbassery Downward
December 20, 2007
I thought conservatives had hit rock bottom with Osama bin D’Souza’s The Enemy at Home, but Jonah Goldberg’s magnum bolus Liberal Fascism appears to have dug yet another sub-basement beneath rock bottom.
I’ve been laughing along with everyone else at the excerpts offered at Sadly, No! but at some point laughter is no longer possible. The argument Goldberg offers on the pages reproduced today aren’t simply stupid — they are a mortal insult to anyone who takes ideas seriously. If you think ideas are important, then Jonah Goldberg has just taken a dump on your front porch.
In order to place this recycling bin of incoherent arguments and childish insults before the public, money was paid, contracts were drawn up and production schedules were put in place. Money that could have been paid to real writers, money that could have been used to create real books, instead went to pad the bank account of a useless twit whose writing ability and intellectual acumen might just barely qualify him to pack ice cream at Baskin Robbins.
It’s been suggested that progressives need to emulate the wingers in developing a support system of foundations and institutions that can sustain and advance the careers of left-wing writers and pundits. But when I look at these books by Goldberg and D’Souza, I have to conclude that conservatism signed its own death warrant as an intellectual force when it professionalized itself. Regnerey and a bunch of mainstream publishers have been churning out wingnut books by the truckload for years now, and has a single one of those books offered anything of real value?