Tuesday, September 25, 2007
Bill O'Reilly discovers that blacks are people just like whites; then attacks Media Matters for quoting him
This Bill O'Reilly is so repugnant, so isolated from anyone in America with basic intelligence and decency, that it's scary.
Nothing proves it more than this segment of his show, in which he eats at Sylvia's restaurant in Harlem, and comes to the great realization that blacks eat and act like white people....
Here are the quotes:
Discussing his recent dinner with Rev. Al Sharpton at the Harlem restaurant Sylvia's, Bill O'Reilly reported that he "couldn't get over the fact that there was no difference between Sylvia's restaurant and any other restaurant in New York City. I mean, it was exactly the same, even though it's run by blacks, primarily black patronship." O'Reilly added: "There wasn't one person in Sylvia's who was screaming, 'M-Fer, I want more iced tea.' "
What the F does this guy think a black restaurant is supposed to be like? How the F do people give this guy any credibility about anything. When the F is the woman he settled the sexual harrassment suit with going to have some guts and release the terms of the settlement?
And then, after saying something so dumb, he spins it to look like a media monitoring group is out to get him?
This guy is the All Spin Zone, the No Spine Zone, the biggest liar on radio. OK, one of the biggest...The other day I heard Dennis Miller talk about how back in the day you didn't have to be good looking to be on television.
He used as examples of people who had great success on TV, Michael Savage, who was fired after several weeks, and Rush Limbaugh, whom he claimed was "very successful" on the medium.
Sorry, Dennis...that was just plain making up the facts.....neither did well, because on TV, you could look into their eyes and see when they are lying....
I don't know why that hasn't caught up with O'Lielly.
Check the Media Matters accounts here?
PS: you can now hear O'Reilly on KNEW-AM (910), noon to 3 p.m., replacing the bald headed actor whose name I have already forgotten.