Tell Me About The Liberals, George

Of Lies and Men

A strong contender for this weekend's "Most Pitiable Sight" award must go to Wall Street Journal sock puppet John Fund,

who I spotted skulking around the Netroots' conference room level of the Minneapolis Convention Center trailing eager-beaver, 3rd tier wingnut Warren Todd Huston

like some latter-day, Randite George and Lennie from "Of Mice and Men".

It is such a stark and pathetic reminder of the fundamentally peevish and parasitic nature of the Right that they would build an entire movement and schedule entire conferences around the act of hating people like me.

That they would shadow us from city to city just to do so.

That the barrenness of their ideological cupboard is now so complete that a Wall Street Journal douchbag from New York and a mid-level wingnut talking point Pez dispenser from Chicago would travel all the way to Minnesota just to slink around among the happy energetic Liberals to grub for crumbs of incipient socialism About Which They Can Be Loudly Outraged, and crib notes about what panels the Dirty Fucking Hippies had put together to destroy America.

As I have noted in the past, Mr. Huston has been hustling hard to climb into the second tier of wingnut apologists for some time now (From this September 2010 Anatomy of a Breitbartian Ratfucking):

Local Breitbart Clone

uses adulterated video to justify 20,568th consecutive unhinged rant against Those Evil Liberals Who Are Destroying America (this time the target was ThinkProgress.com.)
...

Future historians take note: This is what it looked like when the Right stopped merely drinking the Koolaid and started injecting it directly into their spines.

Perhaps here, in the land of Mary Richards, Mr. Huston can finally turn the world on with his smile and

make it after all.