Sorry, Greenwald, but you just lost ALL my respect, you classless piece of shit.
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And who is a more authoritative arbiter of "class" than an "Unbannable Bastard"?

Its eloquence just screams "class"!

At least, I think that's what it's screaming.

Is this perhaps the real reason for the prize; for his development of the Moon Bomb? Which I am sure, will result in peace in our lifetime!
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I'm plowing through the still-growing comments, resisting the impulse to respond to each Earnest, if primitive and supercilious, insistence that the award is a Good Thing.

But I must take a breath here and offer a thought to a kindred spirit before plunging back into the clogged privy:

NASA will probably be forced to classify evidence that the Moon Bomb inadvertently wiped out the last survivors of a race of sentient lunoids while they were attending a wedding that promised to keep their race alive.

I learned about this travesty very early this morning, before it spread across the Internets.

So I've been holding this in all day, and must unload it before reading either Glenn's article or the comments:

You've got to give Obama a lot of credit!

I understand that he broke a four-way tie with Ehud Olmert, Roberto Micheletti, and the sentimental favorited, Ariel Sharon.

But I can't really blame the Nobel Committee.

The Prizes 'n Pageant racket is highly competitive, and the Nobel group is trying very hard to break into the Olympian niche traditionally monopolized by Amerikan awards, e.g. the Grammys and the Golden Globes.

Finally, a salient bit of history according to Kurt Vonnegut: supposedly when the Nobel Prize was mentioned to writer and iconoclast Louis-Ferdinand Céline, Céline remarked, "A Nobel? Where's mine? Every Vaseline-ass in Europe has one!"

Today, of course, Céline's bitter remark proves to have been eclipsed by progress: it's not just Europe any more!

• Insufferable comments-prolific hot dog that I am, I'm more interested in whether there's a way to search letters archives, or download/import them without copy/pasting page after page.

Given the comments I've just read from the technically-proficient, I'm guessing there isn't; if there is, I'd appreciate a heads-up. Maybe it'll be in the upgrade that adds that long-desired "edit" feature.

• I welcome adnoto too, and I hope he doesn't become a stranger-- even though he's setting himself up to be told "don't go away mad, just go away". It may have happened while I'm writing this.

• I hope that I understand Glenn well enough that his reluctant decision to censor will mostly result in my seeing far few Killfiled comments.

I also hope I'm right to believe that Glenn isn't trying to cultivate the stultifying and oppressive rigorous "civility" regrettably favored by some progressive websites-- with mush-and-milk prohibitions on Cursing, deletion of terms the pimply moderator doesn't grok, e.g. "Ziocon" [CommonDreams] or even the jewel in my crown of neologisms: "infotainwhore".

Or defining any disagreement with another individual as a verboten "personal attack", Frowning Upon Snark, and all that other dreary pretentiousness that makes the Huck Finn in me start to sweat and itch.

Nor do I envision Glenn pruning the comments down to a cadre of the wonkiest and most "businesslike" commenters, as valuable as they are. (I don't want to start Naming Names, but "Pow Wow" is consistently impressive.) I greatly appreciate the expert commenters who provide detailed, salient information and sophisticated analysis, but All Serious All the Time will make Glenn a dull boy.

And I regret it when valuable commenters flounce off; I may hate the flounce, but never the flouncer.

Anyhoo, I don't think Glenn in any way wants or intends to develop a "self-policing" culture; I fled DailyKos soon after Kos became a celebrity "A-list Blogger" because it became like taking shore leave on the Planet Vulcan. IIRC, I made a speedy flounce-free departure when I got a snotty message directing me to turn off my ad-blocking software, since Kos' existence was predicated on getting eyeballs on those ads.

I suggest we just get a grip and keep doing what we're doing, while being mindful of falling into the ruts Glenn proscribes.

I'd best not dwell upon my apprehension regarding LondonLad... and Titonwan, whose hearty smackdowns provide such vicarious enjoyment.