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Did you people catch a contact high from Joan Walsh's bile, or are you all disgruntled New Yorker subscrip holders? Basically, she decided not to engage Colbert in debate, so she played the yes-woman. It's been done by guests before, you know: they just concede to their comedic superior. She doesn't really long for feudalism, and she's certainly not dumb.
It's like when Pitchfork or Stylus piss on the Panic! at the Disco album; at the heart of it, you know they're right, but too much damnation makes you wonder about the critic. Flanagan: privileged and nutty and self-satisfied and successful, check. Next.