BEGINNING OF A RANT...NO, WAIT...
FOLLOW-UP TO LAST BLAST (sans the self restraint thingie)
(sidenote: Jeffy seems to have lifted my bannage...or he's just overwhelmed by the tonnage of responses he's been getting after wigging out and hasn't done his pruning, since the stuff I threw up hasn't gotten deaded yet. Doesn't matter; I'm still pissed. Literally. Wife's birthday party last night got way out of hand. And there are mucho liquid leftovers...may be spending the whole day drunk. Consider that a warning. Reality is going conceptual here today, sports fans.)

I did not expect Blender Boy to go squishy on the idiot. But maybe all these hotshot 'BlogGods' have a self defense mode that kicks in when they find one of their own is going down and running out of air. Seems like King Pundit is trying to defend the putz.

Here's the Insta:

I think that Jeff Jarvis rules. He's a smart, thoughtful guy, who knows a lot about the media world, and his heart is always in the right place.

What rock crashed on your Tennessee head, prof? When, exactly, did Jarvis cop a GodHead, since he readily admits to being just another stone-cold blindered asshat Stern junkie? Given, the BuzzBoy ain't dumb. His jones for the Iranian bloggers has shown that. But "Jeff Jarvis Rules" is slap you in the face stupid. From his own sputtering mouth:

I've never fully bought the idea that Christ had to die for our sins. Had to? That would make it seem as if God planned and willed that; hard to believe a father would do that to his son (and that doesn't speak well for our fraternal relationship, does it?). And I still can't fathom the logic of dying for our sins -- why, because God demanded some vengeance?

YES, GOD DEMANDED HIS POUND OF FLESH. HIS SON WAS THE MEAT. WHEN ALL YOUR PEOPLE GO SOUTH, YOU GOTTA DO THE BIG MOVE TO GET THEIR ATTENTION. READ THE GODDAMN BOOK, MOOK! JESUS WAS DEAD MAN WALKING FROM THE MOMENT HE SHOWED UP. SO ARE WE.

Jeff's an arrogant twit on almost any subject, since his whole web existence sails by shoving his bandwidth costs over to his boss. He's sparking off about buying satellite stocks now that Howie's days seem to be numbered. Right. Sure. Fool. Tool.

"Hello Asshole!" Every bird in the air belongs to the MAN or someone who looks like your boss. You can go all speculation, but moving Stern to a sat station doesn't happen until Chelsea Clinton's making her Congressional run. Which means she has to stop acting like some EUTrash slut pig. Which ain't happening anytime soon.

"Jeff Jarvis rules" on what? He rails about what happened to Stern but hasn't got the smallest gerbil balls to make the same kind of stand in his own life. Does not Jarvis rule the Land of Gutless Bastards, better known as Advance.Net, where he'll scrub any sentence that pisses off any dumbass yenta right off the message boards to keep the peace. Which is just what Clear Channel did to Stern.

"Jeff Jarvis rules" on what? Rationality? He just went nutzo and posted stuff that the Diamond division of his paycheck would kick asses into next week upon hearing from the help.

He couldn't swing half the shit he's spewing now on any paper Newhouse prints. Boil all the bullshit away, and you are left with
"JEFF JARVIS: HOWARD STERN ACOLYTE. DOES HE MISSES THE MIDGETS, PRECIOUS?"

I'm getting terminally paranoid now. Is BuzzBoy overwhelmed? Or is he not going to be blowing away my posts in his comments because I called him out on it? Is the dick even awake? Am I? (checks pulse...no response) Should I go to Fingerboard Road and just smear the SOB? Pre-empt the shit storm? Those entry codes I got should still be in play....

I call BuzzBoy on the carpet, I find lawyer URL's surfing my sites. Fuck you bastards. I got my Dago Patrol; we bear arms. Big honkers. They call me "Loco Rojo." We make our own fun. We hate your ass.

And yes, I am farking nuts. Right now, that is. Desperately in need of caffeine.