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Miss America on Opposite Marriage

Although Ms Dumbass’s opinion is ignorant, all the controversy around this is a good example of the left getting way out of line with Custom Manufactured Outrage.  First they create the monster.  Then the faithful grab pitchforks to storm the castle, inspired by their own smug righteous indignation.

The whole thing was a setup from the professionally obnoxious Perez Hilton, a man too unimaginative to create an original alias.  It was intended to make her uncomfortable and create controversy.

This is not about a politician or policy maker, someone whose opinions actually affect our lives.  This is a bimbo who has nothing going for her but a nice body.  Who cares what she thinks about anything?  She’s not there to think or make us think, to enlighten us or challenge our point of view.  She’s there to be an object, to be gawked at for a moment and then forgotten.  (Does anyone remember last year’s Miss America?) And since it’s a role she chose for herself and worked hard to achieve, outrage about that is also a waste of breath.

I wouldn’t be surprised to discover the whole thing was orchestrated behind the scenes by Trump to get attention to a dying contest no one cares about. It’s like bringing Omerosa back on the Celebrity Apprentice for the sole purpose of stirring up the latrine pit.

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  1. Wow, Dave, that was, um, inscrutable? I saw the headline in my RSS feed and couldn’t understand what it might be about, so out of curiosity, I clicked. After reading the article, I’m more confused than ever. Clearly, we’ve grown apart. I used to love reading your blog posts and essays, listening to your podcasts – seldom was there anything to disagree with. Unfortunately, it seems to me that you’ve been drinking more of the conservative kool-aid or haterade or whatever lately. Frankly, I’m worried for you Dave. Furthermore, I can’t put up with it anymore. It was fun while it lasted, Dave, but all good things must come to an end.

    I’m breaking up with you Dave.

    It’s not you, it’s me. Well, no, it’s you too. Mostly you. But I’ve been changing too. Learning new things, widening my world view, making new friends. Friends who say it’s gone on too long. They don’t know what I see in you. Lately, I’m having a hard time seeing anything in you either. Oh I’ll go back and read a spirited essay here and there, fine-tune my bullshit detector with an old podcast once in awhile, but that’s not enough. I need more Dave, more than you can give. I have to get away from the toxic environment you create for yourself. You can’t sustain yourself on hate alone.

    Good luck.

    And goodbye.

    *sniff*

    Everyman | May 13, 2009 | Reply

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