Remember Sausage Golem Frank Luntz? You remember, the GOP pollster muppet who had a long, storied career of making shit up for GOP candidates, before becoming dillisusioned and wandering off into Hollywood Hills back in 2014, all the years of soaking in the corrosive environment of national politics having left him adrift in an existential midlife crisis? While I deal with existential crisises by buying a horse, crying to my therapist and/or whining to you, the sad, shlubby middle-aged bachelor/communications genius retreated to his giant mansion, brooding in front of his 2000 inch flat-screen teevee aka the height of pathos. Well, the Legion of Sociopaths over at Fox News didn’t forget about him, they hired him as an “analyst”. Last week on The Kelly File, the toad led a discussion with an in-house “focus group,” aka bunch of angry white South Carolinians FN scraped off the street to scare their median-age-74 viewing audience into thinking the gays and blacks are coming to take their stuff, and to ask them why they are “mad as hell,” (Frank’s own words). Weirdly, rather than discuss issues like healthcare costs, income inequality, stagnant wages, or student debt, all we heard about was white whining – the same shit that Fox would be squawking about if any black people spoke that way about whites. Luntz’s “focus group” turned out to have some incredibly terrible views about all things, dog whistling so hard, my poodle’s head exploded.
Via Crooks and Liars:
“What bothers me the most in this country is that you can’t even speak the truth any more or else you’ll be called a racist or a bigot or any other thing.”…There was significant applause.
“So, political correctness, does that bother you?” Luntz asked, as if in agreement with his focus group member that there’s something wrong in trying not to be racially offensive.
A woman sitting next to the “truthteller” – both in the front row – said, “It bothers me very much.”
“Because…” Luntz probed.
“Because I have a right to my opinion without being labeled something. I mean, it’s ridiculous,” she said.
(Older white lady: Nothing is preventing you from speaking your mind. You just wants to speak her mind without blowback – in other words, by denying others the right to voice their opinions, something you feel entitled to but do not want to grant to others). But there’s more:
Somebody else called it “reverse discrimination.”
Then there was this unfortunate or perhaps telling phrasing by a woman: “Anyone who says anything has to watch everything they say and you can’t label a spade a spade. Everyone is afraid to talk,” she said.
Funny how quickly the term “politically correct” has been co-opted by racist, bigots and misogynists. If they can’t call African Americans n***s, Hispanic spic’s, Arabs terrorists or ragheads, or women bitches, whores or cunts, it’s because society is too “sensitive”, then mumble something about affirmative action discriminating against “white people”. Just a word of advice, if the only time you feel comfortable voicing your opinion on African Americans/Hispanics/Muslims/Women is when none of these are present, then you are a fucking racist/bigot/misogynist.
One lady, though, managed to hit the issue on the head harder than anyone present:
Another woman said, “What it really boils down for me is, the cultural change. I could have never imagined that in eight years of my country, I could have seen such a huge cultural change.”
Bonus points for identifying who the “we” is? Has she changed? Have her friends and family changed? Or is the “we” she is referring to the “they” – minorities and liberals and idiots like us, and not the “we” she belongs to – wingnutz and bigots, as she likely assumes little to no responsibility for whatever it is she is talking about. The only thing that has “changed”, really, is the perception of Morans like herself, due to a the unending assault by right wing media, the crisis and fear manufactures who have destroyed the country.
Like Andrew breitbart before him, all Frank Luntz has done to create the poisonous discourse he now decries will offer him a lifetime of loneliness, followed by premature death.
The Agony of Frank Lutz at Atlantic