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WEDNESDAY, AUGUST 27, 2008
TOMORROW: Taking the Kinsley challenge, part 3. For parts 1 and 2, see THE DAILY HOWLER, 8/26/08.
MANHATTAN MEOW MIX: Patrick Kit Healy was hiss-spitting hardat the top of page one, in the great New York Times. If you read deep into his piece, you even got a rough idea of what Hillary Clinton was actually doing at the actual Denver conventionthe real convention, the one that doesnt exist inside Healys head. (In paragraph 10, on page A15, for example, Healy reported that Clinton reaffirm[ed] her support for Mr. Obama in soaring and unconditional language at a Tuesday luncheon.) But its the law! Before Healy can give you mere facts, he must perform his newspapers famous meowing. This is how his news report started, at the top of todays page one. In this passage, a simpering tribune to Maureen Dowd penned inane Dowdian musings:
He crammed ill will into paragraph 1, though its hard to parse the paragraphs logic. (He apparently meant this: no matter what ill will may have lingered in Clintons mind.) But in paragraph two, Healys hiss-spitting simply ran wild. As it so often does.
According to Healyin paragraph 2, at the top of page one Clinton took deliberate steps on Tuesday to keep the door open to a future bid for the presidency. But go aheadreread that utterly ludicrous paragraph! See if you can figure out what those deliberate steps might have been! Clinton rallied supporters in her speech, Healy obliquely claimedand she described her passion about her own campaign in that earlier luncheon appearance! Youre right! Healy offers no quotations; any attempt to quote Clintons statements would have called attention to the sheer absurdity of his framework. And of course, most important of all: Healy worked the loathed Mark Penn into paragraph 2 of his copy, although the reference is absurdly gratuitous. What sorts of deliberate steps did Clinton take to keep the door open to a future bid for the presidency? Of course! She let Penn help her with her speecha speech in which she reaffirm[ed] her support for Mr. Obama in soaring and unconditional language.
Youre rightthat makes no sense at all. Unless youre familiar with the hiss-spitting ways of this pitiful, upper-class newspaper.
In fact, the Times has been a wreck for years, as creeps like Healy keep channeling Dowd, the simpering queen of our upper-class scribblers. Today, Dowds own column admirably captures the favor of her papers inanity. For years, Dowd has defined this sad, stupid culture. Her own hiss-spitting starts like this, with a small true confession:
True confessions! When Dowd attends a convention, she cant get no gratification unless something weird has occurred. And of course, something weird will always occur, as she dumbly notes in that passage. Tens of thousands of people attend these events; there is always some poor soul a creep like Dowd can seize upon. At Denver, she finally found her nuta nut not unlike her late mother.
On the web, its called nut-picking. Heres how it works at the Times:
At any convention, you can find some poor soul who will say the things youre longing to type. Indeed, Dowd played this same sad game in June, when Obama met Clinton in Unity (New Hampshire). Dowd can locate the nut every time. Its not unlike checking the mirror:
Same damn thing! Dowd can find the nut every timethus getting her gratification. In Unity, she continued her work:
Carmella Lewis put her fingers in her earsand captured the bulk of Dowds column. Lewis may not be wholly well. But that made her perfect for Dowd:
As in June, so again this morning. Thats what comprises your national discourse at the fatuous, upper-class Times.
Readers, the inanity of this upper-class cohort cant be stressed enough. Dowd is wealthyand deeply inane. And when you have a wealthy, upper-class press corps, inanity will strike them as genius. Lets recall the unfortunate day when a major Timesman first spotted Dowds unfolding brilliance.
Way back in 1999, Gay Jervey embarrassed herselfbut provided an insightwhen she profiled Dowd for Brills Content. Sadly, Gervey is quoting former Timesman Bill Kovach in the passage which follows. Kovach was a Times editor when this event occurred, at the 1984 Dem convention:
In the past, weve tried to capture the sad stupidity of that story. Mondale didnt know who to hugand Dowd was sure that that was the story. Inside a fatuous upper-class world, her inanity seemed like clairvoyance.
Amazing, isnt it? It has now been twenty-four years since Dowd began to bring in the chaff. By now, her acolytesher litter-bearersmeow, in her manner, at the top of page one. Sadly, she takes her gratification from furtive couplings with random nut-cases. And of course, shes always ready to say how things looked and seemed:
Trust us: By the dictates of High Pundit Law, Clinton will always look that way, as long as this nutcase draws breath.
One sentence Healy wont type: Patrick Healy plays his readers in much the way other kitty-cats breathe. Wed have to call this vintage scripting:
Were not sure what all voters means. Presumably, Healy refers to this NYT/CBS poll from July; in the data the Times has posted, Clintons numbers are 44 percent favorable, 36 percent unfavorable (question 48, page 18). Are those numbers especially bad for Clinton? As these same data show, Clintons numbers in January 1996 were 33 percent favorable, 41 percent unfavorable. In July of that year, her breakdown was 30 percent favorable, 40 percent unfavorable. In July 2000, her numbers were 36-40. In July 2006, her numbers were 32-39. But Healy deceives you as other cats breathe. Wherever he is getting his numbers, he has chosen his language quite carefully here. But then, hes a dishonest cat.
By the way: Clinton remains a divisive figure is a treasured theme of upper-class pseudo-journalism. But uh-oh! Here are the corresponding figures for the saint, John McCain, in that same New York Times poll from July (question 3, page 4):
Weird! McCains numbers were worse than Clintons! But heres a sentence youll never see from the pen of this hiss-spitting huckster:
Youll never see that because Healys a hacka huckster who lives to deceive.
In pursuit of high art: Routinely, Dowd works in a reference to the classics. In this way, she obscures the fact that she has just massively wasted your time quoting some random nutcase. From todays hard-copy column:
In this way, the Times disguises its simpering madness as a form of quite brilliant High Art.
Rapid transits: All our quotes come from the pieces by Healy and Dowd which appear in our actual hard-copy Times. Some of their brilliant work was changed before it was posted on-line.