It's very late and this clip struck a nerve. I am forced everyday to repeat a harrowing and debilitating existence, not completely unlike that of Bill Murray in Groundhog Day. The stories never change, the corruption never stops, and I move closer to insanity and an early death. So I swallow the pain each and every f*cking day and move a step closer to a straightjacket and an invitation to the psych ward. I've had enough. The rest of this story is on the inside and there will be profanity. I apologize but I seem to have hit a breaking point. So consider yourself warned, and if you don't like it, then just don't click.
I wanted to title this one 10 minutes of supreme fucking bullshit with White House economist and CEA advisor Austan Goolsbee. The discussion is decent I suppose, but Lois Romano is an irreconcilable failure. Where do they get these interviewers? She doesn't push Goolsbee on a single point, yet she gushes praise and most tellingly, with so many relevant questions still to be asked, she turns the discussion to US Magazine and Jon & Kate Plus Eight.
In a microcosm, Lois Romano represents everything that is wrong with America. She can't even go 9 minutes without bringing up the cultural equivalent of American Idol. Excuse me, but who in their right mind cares about Jon & Kate.
Except that's precisely the problem; because apparently a lot of people care. The greatest heist in the history of the free world is happening under our noses as trillions of bad private debt from the banks are being transferred onto the backs of future generations, and the nation (or a substantial component of its citizenry) is more concerned with reality tv.
If you aren't paying attention, you should face a Generational Theft Council and have your citizenship revoked. The rest of us, who are fighting these battles for your kids, are sick and tired of dragging your pneumatic asses with us. Wake up and learn what's happening in Washington and on Wall Street, or we're gonna jettison your morally-bankrupt, intellectually-vacuous souls to Venezuela, where Chavez will put you to work on a culturally rehabilitative peanut farm.
On your way to Peanutville, don't let the door slam you in your giant loser ass Ms. Romano.
A transcript of this interview can be found HERE