Wow. Now Charles Johnson is going after The Gray Lady, aka, The New York Times. Never mind that the NYT states the obvious, that people all over the world are fed up with squishy politicos who allow islamic terrorism to proliferate by rolling their eyes and saying “Can’t we all just get along?” or “We’re all for diversity, no matter the cost,” or more often, “Fuck it. We’re caving.”
Terrorists are essentially cowards, yet they’re still dangerous. The political left seems to think that giving them RC Cola and Little Debbie snack cakes will get them to the poker table, while the political right knows that an enemy won’t negotiate until he’s shoved face down into the sandbox and forced to eat worms.
So, Charles. Would you rather hug a jihadist or make him eat worms? If you’d rather pass on embarrassing yourself, we’ll provide one or more of your archived answers and repost them for you.
The answer is NO.
Charles Johnson never saved anything, including his credibility, self-respect and his own blog. Almost six years ago he beclowned himself in defense of Rep. Anthony Weiner, and we all know how that turned out.
Recent reports suggest that Weiner‘s proxy wife Huma Abedin “is working hard” to get them back together, now that the political heat is off. I suspect that her husband of convenience is doing the *ahem* same.
Meanwhile, Charles’ original Tweet is still functioning, unlike his neocortex.
Yeah, that classic deserves many more retweets than it’s received. Now about that dated avatar, Charles…
[h/t Chen Zhen for preserving the twitterlinky and stuff.]
A lot of things have changed in The Swamp, besides a fatter logo, new formatting flaws and floods of adware, so I put on the dumpster diving suit and decided to have a look at The New Little Green Footballs.
In years past, Diary of Daedalus could find easy fodder for new posts just by eyeballing the downdings, but those days are gone. It’s rare to find a comment with a red negative, and that means that either Charles Johnson is squelching them or he’s finally achieved homogeneity. (For you wags who think I just called him a homo, I didn’t as far as you know.)
So here’s an offensive post that earned ONE downding:
Yeah. Downdinged for calling Kim Jong Imbecile’s reprehensible excuse for a government as “The NORKS.” I wonder who downdinged it. On the other hand, updings are up. Here’s the top one:
If you squint, it looks like a blue frog with fire coming out of its eyes. I don’t know who this innocent is, but she’s got a ways to go with artistry and composition, so I’ll try to help out. Here’s the first rule:
As for cropping, I added wider tape for the borders as requested. I don’t see a problem with what she did, but again, I’m willing to help, with virtual duct tape.
Next, let’s do something simple. Let’s put a suit and tie on it.
Now you have something to sell to the effete aficionados and it’s hella better than that screaming blue and orange garbage we started out with. Chop it down and dress it up. That’s how you art.
The first lesson is free, Charles.
Recently, Charles Johnson added a new blogclogging feature to Little Green Footballs, and apparently the intended results haven’t born fruit. The purpose is to allow the Lizard Lappers to spam Twitter with unfounded inanities in order to appear to be a larger number of imbeciles than they actually are. It’s an automated form of stealth astroturfing.
Well, Charles, we can play the same game. For every Tweet you post, we can post a Tweet that refutes your assertion that an AirCav hat is part of the uniform of the Confederate States of America. We may post a picture of a menuboard, or the State Flag of Tennessee, or your specious claim that Anthony “Carlos Danger” Weiner’s throbbing .jpeg was actually your own. Perhaps we may post something else, so that everyone reads your racist screed against Oliver Willis and your well deserved smackdown. Maybe we’ll just post something innocuous and innocent from Little Green Footballs, like this:
“Rural America can go fuck themselves.” That pretty much sums up Charles Johnson’s Little Green Hate Site these days.
Wow. Breaking news: Obama’s father was a muslim, so Obama’s half-brother is a muslim. Brilliant sleuthing, Charles.
00663839 10636 79 Charles Tue, Apr 13, 2004 11:23:43am
00667375 10661 124 Charles Thu, Apr 15, 2004 3:18:02pm
00674921 10717 157 Charles Sun, Apr 18, 2004 3:20:20pm
00693460 10843 385 Charles Thu, Apr 29, 2004 3:49:31pm
00693930 10847 91 Charles Thu, Apr 29, 2004 4:59:10pm
Oh, brother. Read the rest of this entry »
What could have been posted in LGF Comment 47, Article 3881 that was so offensive or out of line that would cause Charles to not only delete it, but to block all comments on that Little Green Footballs post from 24 August 2002 from public view? Mr. Paranoia strikes again.
113 Charles Sat, Aug 31, 2002 1:17:13pm
A Disappointed Whiner wrote:
And furthermore, had I asked the question “Do you support allowing people to post obviously bigoted and inflammatory comments about JEWS on this web site?” I can guarantee I would have gotten a very different response out of you.
I had a feeling if I let you go on long enough, eventually your agenda might slip out.
To answer your question, “Do you support allowing people to post obviously bigoted and inflammatory comments about J-E-W-S on this web site?”
Odd that all those embedded links now redirect to the current front page of LGF and that the comment section for that thread is blocked from public view. Wassa talmbout, Johnson?
[Post updated with screencap courtesy of The Boiler Room Crew.]
LGF2.0, aka The Blogmocracy, had already left a welt on the soft underbelly of Little Green Footballs, if only by existing and attracting ex-lizards who’d had enough of Charles Johnson’s fascist blogging style:
Yes, you can post comments and opinions freely here unless I disagree with them, and I won’t tell you when you’ve crossed the line or where the line is until you’re gone.
Ludwig Van Quixote was Charles Johnson’s darling when he penned an LGF Tutorial for new “hatchlings” and gave his assessment of “The Stalkers” without having any idea who or what he was writing about. Here it is in its entirety.