by Scoobie Davis
Typical Fox News
It makes sense. On Fox News Sunday today, on the panel discussion were Ceci Connolly and Bill Sammon, the stars of my column on journalistic misconduct by two Fox News analysts.
Sammon, an operative for the Washington Times, a quasi-newspaper owned by phony messiah and conman Sun Myung Moon (quick aside: This is so fucking great!!: I just checked a Google search of Moon's name and John Gorenfeld's web site is the first thing that pops up; we own that bitch's name!!!)
On the panel, Sammon, as usual, was tossing Bush's salad (for those of you not familiar with this site, Sammon is still the hard right's go-to guy regarding (s)election 2000 despite being caught engaging in journalistic misconduct (falsification and libel) by the Daily Howler's Bob Somerby. I got kind of pissed that Sammon mentioned that he went to the same undergrad school as me, Miami University (Sammon was making a prediction about the Steelers' Ben Roethlisberger who also went to MU). Sammon also said that Jeb Bush was being groomed as successor to his brother; Sammon called the Florida governor " a very likeable guy."
UPDATE: Media Matters has a comprehensive post on how Sammon's misreporting caught on with the rest of the right's media apparatus. Another false meme created by the right's media.
Let me just segue this post into a discussion of a Moonie-related phenomenon that I can't believe I haven't discussed: The Mocking Victory Dance. Yesterday, I was on the phone with a friend and discussed The Mocking Victory Dance and realized that I never mentioned it on the blog.
The Mocking Victory Dance
The Location: Boston Common. Boston, Massachusetts. Spring 1994
A chick friend and I were strolling Boston Common and saw a group of mostly young, most female zombies giving flowers to the people at Boston Common. I didn't know too much about Moon at this time but I knew this was the modus operandi of the Moonie fundraisers/charity scammers. A woman gave me a flower; I took it and as my chick friend and I tried to walk away, she demanded a donation. I asked her what her cause was and she did a song-and-dance (known in Moonie circles as "heavenly deception"--the belief that as the Chosen People, the Moonies, had a God/Moon-ordained right to deceive the lost people of Satan--usually for their money). I gave the flower back. The chick friend and I went to lunch and were strolling Boston Common again (note: it's cool to stroll if you're with a babe) and were approached by the same group of brainwashed cabbageheads. A woman handed me a flower and when I grabbed it, she wouldn't release it. She said, "Donation!" As I reached in my pocket, she released the flower. I then waved the flower at them and started a mocking laugh and dance in front of the Moonies and called them fucking losers (I believe my first line to them was "In your face, losers." This was the origin of the Mocking Victory Dance.
I realize this seems cruel. I have previously pointed out that such a mocking response is the best approach to the brainwashed droids who approach you. One approach I recently found out is not constructive is gentle reasoning. Right before Christmas, I was at the Beverly Center and when I got of the escalator to the street, there were a group of Lyndon LaRouche followers. One of the LaRouche zombies wanted to sell me their piece-of-shit newspaper. I thought I would be pleasant and said softly, "Gee, I really think you're completely wasting your life." That set the guy off and he tried to debate me. My mistake. Next time I see the LaRouchies: merciless mockery.
I Got E-Metered
I so forgot to write this in the blog but since we're on the topic of weird cults, Scientology is fun. A couple weeks ago, I was going by the Scientology Center on Hollywood Blvd. (I was going to the Egyptian). They had the E-Meters on tables on the sidewalk and I had to get audited. It was kind of a mini-audit in which they told me I had stress in my life and that I should do the following: 1) read Dianetics; 2) start getting audited on a regular basis; 3) Explore the work of L. Ron Hubbard; 4) Pay all of my money to the Church of Scientology (okay, they didn't explicitly state the last item but that's the consequence of item number two). In LA, we get uptight about Scientology. Yeah, I think it's a destructive and exploitive scam but it's not one whose goals are power over our lives (like the Unification Church's plans to destroy American democracy). That's why I have had little to write about Scientology--even thought I live in LA and it's a ripe topic for mockery. One more thought: one way to have some temporary mind-blowing fun is to have a little 420 fun and then check out the L. Ron Hubbard Life Exhibition. It is so L. Ron.