Diary

Bill Maher the Rabid Denialist

Maher has a new column posted today on Huffington in which he illustrates all that is horribly wrong with the spittle-soaked left in this country.

First, has the gall – on 9/11 no less – to claim that Van Jones was fired solely because he called Republicans “a-holes.” Of course there was no mention than Jones was an avowed communist and vehement race-baiter and… oh yeah… HE SIGNED A PETITION ALLEDGING THAT THE U.S. GOVERNMENT CONSPIRED TO ALLOW (read: CAUSE) 9/11 TO HAPPEN.

Maher writes:

What got Van Jones fired was they caught him on tape saying that Republicans are assholes. And they call it “news.” And Obama didn’t say a word in defense of Jones and basically fired him when Glenn Beck told him to.

This is a blatant lie by omission, and while it shouldn’t surprise me coming from Maher, I actualy AM surprised that even far left Democrats would put up with it if they even had a single patriotic bone in their body.

The rest of his ramblings provide us a great teachable moment in the ability of a liberal to deny reality – no matter how obvious – to avoid self-examination of his own idealogy.  Has anyone seen the end of “War Games?” It’s as if his brain is playing tic-tac-toe with itself as it can’t reconcile the supposed perfection of his far leftism with the reality that THE COUNTRY ISN’T BUYING IT.

First, Maher whines that Democrats “can’t seem to get anything done even when they control both houses of Congress, the presidency, and Bruce Springsteen.”

Then he whines that, “tomorrow Glenn Beck’s army of zombie retirees are marching on Washington in protest of, well, everything,” while Democrats are sitting on their duffs.

The whine reaches fever pitch with, “They’re at the town hall screaming at the congressman, we’re on the couch screaming at the TV.”

All the while reality is an inch away, unbeknownst and unrecognized, staring him right in the face:

There is a reason for this, and it is that you are wrong. Your idealogy is wrong, and the American People are not buying it.

Greetings Professor Falken.  Would you like to play a game?

I couldn’t resist…