A rant against Glenn Beck

Is it bad that every time that Glenn Beck cries on air, I honestl hope he does this country a favor and goes full out emo and commits suicide on air?

Oh, I kid, I kid.

In all seriousness, I have grown seriously tired of this hackjob. Beck views himself, in his own words, as a entertainer, a rodeo clown, someone who is more out to get ratings than prusue true journalism.  Yet, I’m betting his target demographic honestly believes that he’s a credible editorialist. 

No credible journalist, much less editorialist cries on air. Yet that’s when Glenn Beck does. He weeps for his country, because “they” have stolen it from him, from us, the American public. His latest bile-filled cry for justice includes that of returning to the 1950′s style of Americana, of morality.

To which I say; Go cram it in your Happy Cake oven, June Cleaver.

The 1950′s weren’t some sort of golden age, even if Beck readily admits that. If anything they were just as despoiled as we are – only their social troubles of racism, chauvinism, and discrimination of gays wasn’t as subdued, as swept under the table as ours are.

To make matters worse, Beck and his equally-if-not-more-so caustic entertainer friend Rush Limbaugh keep rallying against social justice. While they have every right under the free speech mandate to say what they truly desire, declaring that social justice is tanamount to communism and/or facisim, is like a declaration of war to me.

I truly believe in the common good of all human beings; that we as a society have a duty to aid the down trodded, those who have fallen on hard times, and fight the powers of tyranny and injustice where they may arise. I’m not asking the people to swear allegiance to a political doctrine, but what I do ask, is to Beck, Limbaugh, much less their counterparts on the left; When was the last time you volunteered in a soup kitchen?

Helped paint a house? Helped your neighbor rake her yard? When was the last time you got out there, got your hands dirty, and made a tanglible difference on someone’s life, not because of a chance to look good for the press, but doing good works for their own sake?

Once you have done this, then, and only then, do you have the right to criticize social justice, Beck.