You did not have to digest sappy Tim (I Love You, Jerry) Rutten’s apologia in Saturday’s Los Angeles Times to learn how the newspaper is going to cover the electrictrifying California races for governor and for Barbara Boxer’s U.S. Senate seat.
It goes like this:
Savage those disgustingly rich Republican girls and raise your banners high for their meritorious Democrat opponents, retread Jerry Brown, the lifelong oddball who always gets a pass because he is a liberal, and the foul-tempered midget, U.S. Sen. Barbara Boxer.
Mr. Brown is 72 years old. He does not look a day over 90. Two years ago when U.S. Sen. John McCain ran for President against God, at 72, he was deemed too old, at least for a Republican.
Long before Primary Day on June 8, the Times was steadily trashing the Republican candidates Meg Whitman and Carly Fiorina because they are Republicans and because they were spending too darned much of their own personally accumulated wealth when, by thunder, everybody knows the lazy need it.
Sorry, Wrong Kind of Girls
Instead of acting like an honest purveyor of “feminisim” and saluting two brave businesswomen for deftly managing their private and professional lives, the Times disdained the women daily in their news columns, which, in liberal newspapers, have become indistinguishable from the op-ed section.
Why, the Times wondered slyly, were Ms. Fiorina and Ms. Whitman crassly trying to buy the state’s highest offices?
If they were truly patriotic, they would hold onto their wealth while the state legislature plots to separate them from their fortunes and re-distribute it to millions of lazy, unemployed Californians who loyally vote Democrat. It’s called socialism, girls. Don’t you get it?
As for Mr. Brown:
Around Primary Day two weeks ago, the chronically disingenuous Mr. Brown compared Ms. Whitman to a Nazi. (Imagine a Republican saying that of a lib.) For Mr. Brown, who was or is or may be again, a nice Catholic boy, such gutter insults roll off his slick tongue like spittle.
You should know variations of this mantra are imprinted on the computer of every Times journalist:
Hey, baby, he’s one of us, a firebrand liberal. Let’s not embarrass him.
When Mr. Brown’s popoff to a San Francisco radio reporter was picked up by the Associated Press, the Times reported it with all the gusto of a high school boy who just found out his mom is the town whore — near the end of the newspaper.
In the Name of Fairness
Speaking of prostitution, several days later when the Times tapped one of its own journalistic whores, Robin Abcarian, to round up gaffes by candidates, the girl assassin wrote 34 paragraphs. Thirty were devoted to Ms. Fiorina’s admittedly catty off-camera remarks about Ms. Boxer’s unkempt hair and 1 sentence about Mr. Brown’s odious Nazi comparison. That’s life in the big-city whorehouse.
Not to be outdone by his less talented colleague, in his Saturday essay, sappy Tim Rutten, shlepping a tear-holding bucket in each hand, sought to out-apologize her.
Murgatroyd, you would not believe how enraged sappy Tim was that retread Jerry’s Nazi insult was quoted without the reporter seeking his express permission first. But, as sappy thought it over, his rival is a Republican and therefore deserving of our opprobrium.
You can be certain that the Times’s remaining mostly left-wing audience lapped up Mr. Rutten’s tortured reasoning the way animals do at meal time.
Sappy says that Doug Sovern, the KCBS radio reporter, sandbagged the virgin candidate Brown who only has a half-century in California politics by quoting the virgin candidate when the virgin candidate was out jogging.
Isn’t that stunning?
Liberals are not to be quoted, we presume, either when they are virgins or jogging.
The religiously inastute sappy Tim puffs and huffs more than halfway through his ponderous defense of the retread before grudgingly confessing in the seventh of 11 paragraphs of the hotheaded Mr. Brown’s analogy:
“It’s also morally wrong.”
Immediately, he went back on offense.
But, but, but, sappy Tim calculatedly and promptly stuttered.
The true moral abrogation in this inconvenient little political setting is being committed by Ms. Whitman, who is spending so darned much of her own money. That’s the real immorality, blithely blowing $91 million of her own money to become governor when she knows darned well lots of lazy Californians — who vote liberal every time — could use it more.
Employing a broom the width of his global girth, Mr. Rutten sets up his final flogging of Ms. Whitman by deliberately distorting Arizona’s immigration law.
You see, what really vexes him is that Ms. Whitman is rich and independent and earned it all herself. Liberals nearly choke on envy of the wealthy, especially the self-made. And that is why the left so viscerally hates both Ms. Whitman and Ms. Fiorina.
Sappy Tim is not a lone ranger.
Assassinating the character of Republicans is ingrained in the Times’s mission. Just ask Arnold, who was a lovable first-name-only lug in the newspaper’s beady eyes until he was elected governor. Then they lambasted him daily for California’s fiscal woes, which lie entirely at the well-shod feet of the overwhelmingly liberal Democrat legislature and its budget-busting “social justice” policies, fattening unions and supporting the unemployed.
Daily since their impressive victories on June 8, the ideologues at the Times have treated Ms. Fiorina and Ms. Whitman like tramps, shrewdly relying on Democrat strategists for “balanced” evaluations of the loathsome GOP candidates.
Finally, there is the Times’s wading-pool-deep media essayist Jimmy (Lawdy, How I Do Love Them Dems) Rainey. His scholarship will impress only if you did not graduate high school.
Resembling a dog chasing his tail on thin ice in concentric circles, Mr. Rainey criticizes the No. 1-ranked-by-a-mile Fox News Channel on a weekly basis. Hollering “boo!” as he goes, he keeps denigrating Fox personalities while propping up the lagging left-wing anchors at CNN and MSNBC. Now if he could just convince somebody to watch them.
