So rage against duly-elected government is ‘patriotic’ and ‘quintessentially American,’ where(as) rage against multinational, shareholder-accountable corporations is ‘anti-American.’ Gotcha.
I don’t get it: Here’s a group of Americans disenchanted, railing against big government bailouts; angry ‘cause they played by the rules, worked hard — now they’re in debt from student loans and they’re unemployed. I mean, look — if this thing turns into throwing trash cans at Starbucks windows, nobody’s gonna be down with that. …But these protestors — how are they not like the Tea Party? … Aren’t these folks real citizens with real problems?
JON STEWART, reacting to Sean Hannity’s impassioned defense of the Tea Party in 2009, contrasting with his disgust at the Occupy Wall Street protestors in 2011, on The Daily Show (via inothernews)
"When I first met Hannity, I had no idea who the hell he was. It was 1996, in a green room at Fox News. I had just finished my first appearance on The Factor to promote Rush Limbaugh Is a Big Fat Idiot, and was about to pick up my coat when I was confronted by what appeared to be an angry, Irish ape-man.
Hannity did not like the title of my book “I don’t believe in making ad hominem attacks,” he said, thrusting his jaw in a characteristic display of simian aggression.
“Oh. That’s why I titled it Rush Limbaugh Is a Big Fat Idiot. It’s an ironic comment on the fact that Rush makes ad hominem attacks all the time. You see?”
Evidently not. “I’ve never heard him make an ad hominem attack.” As I would later learn, this was in keeping with Sean’s seasoned ability to lie and believe it. Or at least just lie.
“Really? How about when he called Chelsea Clinton ‘the White House dog’? Would that qualify?”
This was a very famous incident. On Rush’s TV show in 1993, shortly after Clinton took office and years before Buddy joined the First Family, the show put up a picture of Socks, the cat. “Did you know that the Clintons not only have a White House cat,” Rush said coyly, “but they also have a White House dog?” Then, on screen came a picture of a thirteen-year-old Chelsea.
Sean was ready for that one. “That was a mistake. A technician accidentally put up the wrong picture.”
“Really? Okay, then tell me, what was the joke? ‘The Clintons not only have a White House cat’—picture of Socks—‘they also have a White House dog.’ What’s the joke? What picture was supposed to come up?”
Alan Colmes was standing nearby. “You know, he’s got a point, Sean. There’s no joke without the picture of Chelsea.”
But Sean would have none of it. “It was a mistake! A technician put up the wrong picture. That’s what Rush said. And I believe Rush.”
“Okay. Let me ask you this. It was a taped show. Taped hours before it aired. If it was a technical mistake, why didn’t they fix it with the correct picture, whatever that possibly could have been?”
Sean kept arguing his indefensible position, instead of just giving up and admitting that his pal Rush had crossed the line, at least in that one instance. After a couple of trips around the barn, I accused Sean of intellectually dishonesty.
“Intellectual dishonesty?” he shot back. “How about the Democrats saying Gingrich wants to cut Medicare spending?”
“You’re changing the subject, Sean.”
“When actually it’s a seven percent increase in spending! Increase!”
“Right. Look, could you just admit that Rush deliberately insulted a thirteen-year—”
“I mean, talk about intellectual dishonesty!”
For some reason, that set me off, and before long we were screaming at each other. I had never in my life hated a person more than I hated Sean Hannity at that moment. Finally, Colmes broke us up, and I left, shaking my head. Who was that asshole?"