On Being Mean

Here is a fascinating look at the mind of a neo-liberal apologist of the fashion that rules the Democratic Party these days, a regular Clintonite.

I am speaking of the reviewer himself, and not his subject.

Berman's piece is so much horseshit, and an unfiltered bashing of a great radical/humorist and free-thinker who is no longer around to defend himself.

A piece like this would be better placed in the Wall Street Journal, another source of spiteful incandescence whenever it attempts a cultural or literary analysis--in short, something appealing to the snob in all of us.  You know, WSJ, stick with the stock quotations and business analyses and leave the important stuff to people who do the heavy thinking. 

Be forewarned; things did not go well for the author during his lunch with Alexander Cockburn at the Odeon, which is the real genesis of this outlandish smear piece.

That the author explained his dust-up with his subject so late in his piece is telling. I suppose it took courage to even mention it--like finally admitting that you once told a fib. 

With no mention of CounterPunch, the newsletter and publishing house Cockburn founded with Jeffery St. Clair, the author blithely attempts a coup de grace, and fails miserably.

I wonder if Walter Lippmann would have approved?

TS