I cannot recall a time when I was impressed by the winning of a Pulitzer Prize once I learned that the Pulitzer jury is comprised mainly of liberals who dole out the not-insignificant awards to fellow liberals.
If you will recall Swish’s hollow Nobel victory last October, you will know why certain of the Nobel Prizes represent the identical hard left moral and ethical emptiness as the Pulitzer “Prize.”
And so, please find the surprise embedded within yesterday’s unstirring announcement that San Francisco-based left-wing cartoonist Mark Fiore (markfiore.com) had won a Pulitzer for his demeaning animated cartoon “Learn to Speak Tea Bag” http://www.npr.org/templates/story/story.php?storyId=120344047
It turned up last November on National Public Radio, which slants hard left 98 percent of the time. Therefore, it was unsurprising that NPR declined the request by insulted conservatives to pull the cartoon even though the network’s ombudsperson concurred that “it was a mean-spirited attack that does not fit with NPR’s values.”
Here was a liberal lady criticizing her own liberal employer — that means the mocking cartoon dripped with stinging sarcasm that would not have made it into print in the left-wing-controlled media had the roles been reversed.
Let us not tarry.
Pitching his handiwork as a crayon-level language guide for the stupid, bigoted conservative community, Mr. Fiore tells viewers that “if you are distracted by the confusing words of other languages,” learn to speak Tea Bag.
Or try a spoonful of this narration, as Washington Examiner columnist Byron York relayed the Fiore message:
“If you’re having trouble understanding the words of others or being understood yourself, use Tea Bag’s stronger, more descriptive words,” the cartoon narrator said. The figure then yelled, “Nazi! Nazi! Nazi!” The video took brief shots at Republican Reps. John Boehner, Eric Cantor and Michele Bachmann before envisioning a “paranoid future” in which people speak Tea Bag and walk around screaming “Nazi! — Socialist! — Baby killer!” Perhaps we should pause until our audience, no doubt with tears in its eyes, finishes laughing.
On this Election Night, if you are looking for an excuse to smile in case your City Council candidate is trailing, you may think the Pulitzer jury’s rationalization for honoring Mr. Fiore is even more hilarious than his riotous, knee-slapping cartoon.
I hope jurists bit their chapped lips while saying Mr. Fiore deserved a Pulitzer for his “biting wit, extensive research and ability to distill complex issues set a high standard for an emerging form of commentary.”
I had better find out how I can unfurl my own “biting wit” so that I, too, can claim the very cool $10,000 award.
