I don’t watch cable news because I don’t appreciate the absurdly high yelling-to-actual-violence ratio (if you talking heads are gonna shout each other down, at least finish the argument with a knife). But I’ve seen enough clips to get a feel for Glenn Beck, Fox News’s version of a “kind of but not really serious but actually kind of serious” Stephen Colbert. Whether his audience takes him at face value or not, Beck’s anti-intellectual fear-mongering hysteria adds nothing substantive to the nation’s political discourse.
All of that is a way of introducing Jon Stewart’s sudden, unannounced Glenn Beck impression during last night’s “Daily Show” that went on for eight and half minutes. As good as it is, I don’t think I laughed once. I found it more sad than funny. Then I read a list of cats with fraudulent diplomas and pretended the cats were wearing wigs when they received them, and then I felt a lot better.



Terrible impression. You can’t do Glenn Beck without being on the receiving end of DVDA.
Those cats have better degrees than I do.
/at least my wig is better
//it isn’t
“Purity of essence” on the chalkboard was a nice touch. I wonder what fraction of the viewers got it. But comparing Glenn Beck to General Ripper is unfair to General Ripper.
I’ve spent the past five minutes trying to determine if the person who created the list of cats with fraudulent diplomas Wikipedia entry is someone I want to hang out with. I’ve rarely been so torn.
When I saw this, I stood up and applauded. It’s Oscar worthy.
Ufford, you ain’t got no soul. That was genius.
You’re dead inside, Ufford. Just like Glenn Beck’s appendix.
Coincidence? I think not.