Letters to the Editor
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Traister and Walsh audition for cush MSM jobs post-election
Walsh seems to feel sympathy for Traister; they're both taking beatings in the letters on irrefutable grounds from hundreds of different writers. Their response has been to increase the intensity of their pro-Hillary punditry, the willful belligerence of the noble last stand. Remember the Alamo. Damn the torpedoes. Once more into the breach, dear Clintonistas, once more into the breach. Forward the Walsh brigade!
If there's anything I can do, any letter I can write, to help you follow some of your colleagues, into a more reputable job -- away from the MoveOn fanatics you must decry, as your leader does -- in the MSM, I'd be happy to help. I can vouch that you have placed a white, middle class, liberal version of feminism above all else, that if you can't control the village, you're happy to raze it to the ground.
Imagine all the credibility you'll bring with you. You'll be able to tell your new audiences and Serious Journalist colleagues that you once worked at salon.com, and you know firsthand just how unreasonable and shrill progressive liberals are. You'll be able to say that you once knew Greenwald, knew him for the nut that he was, and that he's not a Serious Journalist like each of you is. Walsh, you'll be able to look concerned, as though it pains you that no one can see the truth as clearly as do you. Traister, you'll be able to write words like "Pleistocene" to show your new bosses, that, unlike, Greenwald, you have a sense of humour and a certain flair. In any milieu that values style above substance, you will surely excel. You'll be able to equate "fake Bosnian bullets" with "flag pins," thereby conflating an intentional lie by one candidate with a smearist attack on another, as if one candidate lying is the same as one candidate being groundlessly attacked. And, at the end of the day, when Walsh rewards you, Traister, with another three-feature week for (wo)manning the barricades, you'll have succeeded in launching your career on the backs of the "Obamaboys" you coined, perhaps never wondering how you and Walsh would have taken umbrage at being called "Clinton girls."
Good luck with the job search.