This is priceless. Watch Martin Bashir wipe that smug smirk off of Nepotism-Boy Luke Russert's smarmy face yesterday:
(cross-posted at Brilliant at Breakfast)
Tuesday, November 20, 2012
Why are we here?
Back in 2008, in a fit of pique at Chris Matthews' misogynist douchebaggery, and still disgusted at his manlove for George W. Bush's flightsuit, I put up Sweet Jesus I Hate Chris Matthews. Well, Chris Matthews has, at least for the time being, regained his senses, but we still have to deal with the smug mug of a young man as clueless about the benefits his birth gave him as Mitt Romney -- Luke Russert.
When even Ezra Klein had to work his way up from Pandagon to Washington Monthly to The American Prospect to the Washington Post, Luke Russert became a Congressional correspondent barely four years out of college. And while other young MSNBC-ers (S.E. Cupp notwithstanding) have earned their opportunities through paying their dues, Luke Russert, born on third base in the Game of Journalism and thinking he hit a triple, seems blissfully unaware of the fact that he has his job because everyone at NBC, for some inexplicable reason, loved his father, Tim Russert. (Maybe Papa Tim just looks good now by comparison to Karl Rove's dance partner, the hacktacular David Gregory.)
So it is in the spirit of utter contempt that we bring you this blog, where when we can (which is rare, because usually L'il Luke is on during the day when those of us NOT born on third base are doing other things), we will document the journalistic malpractice of the George W. Bush of journalism.
When even Ezra Klein had to work his way up from Pandagon to Washington Monthly to The American Prospect to the Washington Post, Luke Russert became a Congressional correspondent barely four years out of college. And while other young MSNBC-ers (S.E. Cupp notwithstanding) have earned their opportunities through paying their dues, Luke Russert, born on third base in the Game of Journalism and thinking he hit a triple, seems blissfully unaware of the fact that he has his job because everyone at NBC, for some inexplicable reason, loved his father, Tim Russert. (Maybe Papa Tim just looks good now by comparison to Karl Rove's dance partner, the hacktacular David Gregory.)
So it is in the spirit of utter contempt that we bring you this blog, where when we can (which is rare, because usually L'il Luke is on during the day when those of us NOT born on third base are doing other things), we will document the journalistic malpractice of the George W. Bush of journalism.
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