WTF, dude? Is Soros paying you by the post?!? Don’t you have dogs to tend to, rather than prod around in old Mattera matter — the ‘writings’ of that crapascular boil on humanity’s butt surely can’t be a good way to spend a Tuesday afternoon?

Just think, this twit has a better chance of getting on the NYT masthead than Molly Ivins would, were she to start out today as a cub reporter.

I think the proper thing for Biden to say in that situation would have been, “Fuck the fuck off, asshole.”

But then again, I would think that.

Now, now. I thought we established earlier that your should say, “I invite you to fuck the fuck off, asshole.” Emily Post would be so proud.

Also, too, I think if you start with “I invite you to”, you are allowed to end with “you fucking asshole.”

To be perfectly polite , you should work a “please” in there as well. “I’d like to invite you to please go fuck the fuck off and die in a fire , you fucking asshole.”

Hi Mr. Bogg. Can I call you T? No? All right, Mr. Bogg, thanks for creating an avalanche of snark on my birthday. The best present I have gotten so far.

Anybody who finds Dana Loesch too erudite should not be allowed to play with anything more dangerous than a 2-inch piece of string.

“THE NOW STRING! READY CUT, EASY TO HANDLE, SIMPSON’S INDIVIDUAL EMPEROR STRINGETTES – JUST THE RIGHT LENGTH!”

I’m still not noticing them.

Hey, bassets have to eat, you know.

Yeah, these “He looked at me funny! LIBERAL CONSPIRACY!” moments come up every so often for Breitbart and lesser imitators. Funny how it always seems to register as “conspiracy”, rather than “My loathsome presence repulses people and that’s why they don’t want to talk to me.” But as we all know, self-awareness is the enemy of wingnut goodthink, so it’s probably intentional.

But now the Brooklyn Bad Boy, as he likes to call himself, has gone too far and the White House is going to send Jason to Guantanamo for Douchebags

Or, as we call it here in Florida : “The Villages”

Hmmm…sounds like maybe Jason…I don’t know…misrepresented himself?

I went to the conference, as a reporter for The Washington Monthly, to engage with conservative ideas and continue the research on college organizing that I had been doing all summer. I also agreed to blog on the event for campusprogress.org. But it was not to be. Two events and three posts after Custer’s opening remarks, I was approached by YAF’s spokesman, Jason Mattera, on my way to see Newt Gingrich. “Who do you work for?” Mattera demanded, with a touch of petulance. “The Washington Monthly,” I told him. “Are you writing for anyone else?” “I’m blogging for Campus Progress.”

And that did the trick. “There’s the elevator,” Mattera pointed. “I can have one of my interns push the down button.” But it didn’t end there. What happened to the vaunted marketplace of ideas, I asked. The openness and exchange?

You don’t get the sense, talking to Mattera, that he’s really an “ideas” guy. In fact, like a teenager who lords over his little brother, he seems to revel in power for its own sake—blissfully uninterested in arguments, and completely at ease with force. Indeed, the first justification that escaped Mattera’s lips was this: “Because I said so.” Following hot on the heels of hours of speeches in which conservatives insisted, repeatedly and emphatically, that they have the arguments and ideas to knock collegiate liberalism flat, this gem was delivered without the slightest hint of irony. It didn’t seem to occur to Mattera that “Because I said so” isn’t an especially good argument—or that, in fact, it’s not really an argument at all. (But this is not the first time Mattera has excluded reporters from the YAF conference. When a CampusProgress.org reporter, Julie Siegel, requested press credentials to cover it Mattera denied her, and said he would deny The Nation—the oldest weekly magazine in the country—as well.)

And then, like a thunderbolt, Mattera comes up with this: “You misrepresented yourself.” Hmmm, really? When? Could it have been when I originally asked for press credentials? No: I was, and am, reporting for The Washington Monthly. (Mattera knows and doesn’t deny this: I interviewed him three weeks ago.) So was it when Campus Progress asked me to blog? If so, Mattera would have to insist that any journalist who works for one publication but writes for several is required to give a running disclosure of all future work possibilities. And if that’s the case—if Mattera has stumbled upon some brave new world of journalistic ethics—he would do well to inform the thousands upon thousands of freelance journalists presently at work in the country.

I’d have used the Dick Cheney, let’s-cut-to-the-chase, “go fuck yourself” version. Hey, if it’s good enough response to a US senator in the chamber, it’s more than acceptable response for the James O’Keefe of journalism in the Senate hallway.

Typical: Mr. so-called “Brooklyn Bad Boy” is just your average chickensh*t wingnut who’s all rah-rah for War, Inc (which may or may not partially fund his wingnut droolings), while allegedly “busting” Democratic pols, but is too chickensh*t to put his worthless douchebag life on the line for his country. Color me unsurprised.

Brooklyn Bad Boy?

I know all sorts of Brooklyn Bad Boys and this asshole is definitely not one of them.

Still fighting the powerless. He’s so naughty.