That's a helluva takedown for one interview. As long as we're affixing King with 100% of the liability for the short comings of our press, in the context of no less than a decade of history that is, why don't we see if we can assess his culpability for smallpox?

Don't mind me, I'm just having a bit of a left-wing blogosphere theodicy at the moment. It will pass as soon as we get some right wing nut jobs in here to distract me. Shiny objects.

Until it does though, I feel compelled to note the rather inconvenient fact that any hard hitting questions a journalist might formulate are necessarily forged in the context of implicit values and standards whose legitimacy 300 million people aren't likely to agree on, (think specifically of the questions you might like to see asked of John McCain, and then what it is you are really asking). The British press is a fascinating study in the degree of groupthink required to circumvent that, and the degree to which it can be circumvented. But pay no attention to the pachyderm in the living room, lest it impugn on our righteous indignation.

The name and credentials as stated do dial out, if you google for them. Of course whether or not this poster is that person is a separate matter entirely.

I'm disappointed, Professor. I was waiting for you to weigh in with some substance and I find none in your response. If you did, I think it not a stretch to say that you'd find it addressed by some posters, and if legitimate, recognized.

Sorry I wasn’t there yesterday when one of our paths almost crossed.

I roused myself to yell at a boy walking across the lawn. He was a new kid uninterested in my garden but eyeing my tree fortress without knowing the secret handshake. I warned him in the most obscure terms but he just scratched his head and stared.

I’m sure Angelonia angustifolia is a pretty plant.

Angelina Augustino was a pretty girl. She moved to Chicago from the Bronx in the sixth grade. She stood very erect and wore pointy shoes and smelled like apples. But I didn’t deflower her. And I never considered deadheading her under any circumstances.

I have experienced, though. I have had both a whore and a culturalist, both of whom were breeders themselves with stout stems.

And since you brought it up I also had a ‘B’ magnet. I remember it on the refrigerator even before I got language. Where were the other (25?). Indeed, I don’t know everything.

In fact sometimes I can’t see the forest to spite my face. Who nose – analogyplasty? Then again cryptonicity? Don’t sue flowers - Betty Sue Flowers - James Crumley - The Last Good Kiss - Richard Hugo - Degrees of Gray in Philipsburg, a beautiful poem for you. In return for the Gardens of Athens.

I call them bronco-loco.

Some make me feel like they come here to spread diseases.

One bad apple can: Bronchopneumonia, and/or brainwashes.

I get toothaches and calf aches from trying to get into their heads?

lateagain-just pretend you are patting baby talcum powder all over the cute pleasant ones, and black pitch bacterial Flem spit at the cruel ruffian possums.

Welcome.

http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Internet_troll

An Internet troll, or simply troll in Internet slang, is someone who posts controversial messages in an online community, such as an online discussion forum, with the intention of baiting other users into an emotional response.

As a long time troll I can assure you that many trolls try hard to maintain the high standards of our calling. ;-)

We are basically the online equivalent of prank callers, but true trolldom is an art form..

You don't lead with your best punch, you play rope a dope, float like a butterfly before you sting like a bee.

It's remarkably easy to get people to react emotionally online, just mount a credible attack on some belief which they hold dear but have not critically examined and you can get damn near anyone to a frothing rage. As Glenn pointed out, using their own words against them is particularly effective and my own contribution is to say that maintaining one's cool while the other melts down is also quite useful. People throwing poo *really* hate it when you don't respond in kind.

Serious question. How is what Glenn does different than serious or "real" journalism? What is your definition of Journalism? Please answer in 500 words or less. Points will be deducted for misspellings and grammatical errors.

Sorry Bop, the Bill Owen, Campo, is dead. I am not dead. Some people regret this difference.

He is pretty though isn't he? I assume that is how he got his job, but then what do I know, I am not a journalist.

Beautiful.

I remember.

One Bill Owen is alive. He writes for BBC? He's on the scroll at the end of 'Time for Tea' or Miss Hyacinth?

A kiss is just a kiss.

Time flies bye quickly.

I used my real name, title and school. Look it up. I added my real email when I registered. I don't know what more I could do, your anonymous cheapshot, notwithstanding. I'll give you credit for nerve, though. I still don't know who you are. Re Gordon, thanks for using your name. I'll give you more credit than Nequals1 was willing to grant me and assume that's who you are.

More to the point, re Greenwald's criticism, I don't have any quarrel with those who take simpering pretty faces to task for doing a sloppy job. As I said in my original post, I wasn't expressing any great sympathy for King. I took umbrage at Greenwalds equally self-congratulatory style, showing how cute and flippant he could be with his cute and flippant turns of phrase. If he would like a spot on the Daily Show or the Colbert Report (two of my favorites), let him apply. But don't pretend to be a serious critic of journalism just because you don't like some blow-dried star from CNN. That's not criticism. That's just showing off.