I'm messing with you.
I can see how many times each of my blog entries is read, you see. And I've noticed a distinct correlation between inflammatory titles and the number of hits. So I decided to test my observations with this blog entry.
Thank you for your kind participation.
Of course, if I wanted to actually write a hate-filled spew, I'd find no shortage of material or targets. Heck, as long as professional idiot Glen Beck has a TV show, the field is bursting with ripe, tender targets.
And I do owe you something for clicking. Hmm. Very well, gentle reader.
There. A quick Google session, and I found that just yesterday Beck was ranting about how rival network MSNBC was a tool o' Satan. Which is funny, because I'm pretty sure the Prince of Darkness could pull in better ratings. The average re-run of a three year old episode of 'SpongeBob SquarePants' scores more viewers than MSNBC's highest rated show, and if you're the singular embodiment of all the evil in the universe, you've simply got to do better than that.
Beck then went on with some bizarre rant about end times prophecies and famine. Well, Beck should take a close look at his best buddy Rush Limbaugh, and that should pretty much alay any fears about famine, because Limbaugh is still finding the caloric equivalent of an entire Denny's each and every day without any apparent difficulty. Let's not start worrying until Rush loses a couple of chins, mkay, Glen?
Honestly, I wondered how Beck and Limbaugh stay on the air. Then I went to Wal-Mart and had a look around at the mouth-breathing troglodytes waddling through the aisles and it all made perfect sense. Again.
Does that satisfy the minimum requirements for a hate-filled spew? Please say it does. Don't make me drag Michael Vick into this. That makes my right eye twitch.
Enough. I've got work to do, and by work to do, I mean a new NCIS to watch.
Peace out, fellow babies.
I can see how many times each of my blog entries is read, you see. And I've noticed a distinct correlation between inflammatory titles and the number of hits. So I decided to test my observations with this blog entry.
Thank you for your kind participation.
Of course, if I wanted to actually write a hate-filled spew, I'd find no shortage of material or targets. Heck, as long as professional idiot Glen Beck has a TV show, the field is bursting with ripe, tender targets.
And I do owe you something for clicking. Hmm. Very well, gentle reader.
There. A quick Google session, and I found that just yesterday Beck was ranting about how rival network MSNBC was a tool o' Satan. Which is funny, because I'm pretty sure the Prince of Darkness could pull in better ratings. The average re-run of a three year old episode of 'SpongeBob SquarePants' scores more viewers than MSNBC's highest rated show, and if you're the singular embodiment of all the evil in the universe, you've simply got to do better than that.
Beck then went on with some bizarre rant about end times prophecies and famine. Well, Beck should take a close look at his best buddy Rush Limbaugh, and that should pretty much alay any fears about famine, because Limbaugh is still finding the caloric equivalent of an entire Denny's each and every day without any apparent difficulty. Let's not start worrying until Rush loses a couple of chins, mkay, Glen?
Honestly, I wondered how Beck and Limbaugh stay on the air. Then I went to Wal-Mart and had a look around at the mouth-breathing troglodytes waddling through the aisles and it all made perfect sense. Again.
Does that satisfy the minimum requirements for a hate-filled spew? Please say it does. Don't make me drag Michael Vick into this. That makes my right eye twitch.
Enough. I've got work to do, and by work to do, I mean a new NCIS to watch.
Peace out, fellow babies.