Bill Whittle has become a Progressive, placing his faith in the power of science, which has recently discovered that journalists, in scientific jargon, are stupid, childish drunks.
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16 replies on “Science Studies Journalists, Concludes They’re Stupid, Childish Drunks”
Dan Bongino had a GREAT phrase to describe Journalism and the som called “Journalist:” CREATIVE FICTIONAL Journalism
LOL at your ending Bill… very convincing!
Guidance counselors? No, what budding journalism students really need is advice from a strong yet caring father figure like….Dean Wormer. I’m surprised, pleased but still surprised, that this didn’t come up in the discussion. From the lips of Dean Wormer to the ears of Flounder, “Fat Drunk and Stupid is no way to go through life, son.”
Love it! Steve’s test method is another version of Monty Python’s “How do you know she’s a witch?” And to see Scott crack up was fun. You guys keep me laughing, which I seriously need these days. The best thing about journalistic schooling is they teach you to write in the AP or Chicago manual style. The problem with most journalists is that they are Left instead of Neutral. There are a few who are Right, but they are the minority. Neutral is what is required. I think rather than push the sexy images of journalism like the image of Ed Murrow or the guys who broke Watergate, they should instead push Kolchack from the TV series “The Nightstalker.” That is more like an honest reporter’s life, way more Joe Friday than Robert Redford.
Now I will admit that in my days I have been stupid at times; I can be childish and I have even been known to be drunk on an occasion or two. But for all my foibles, I have never been a Progressive, because, as with anything on the Left, they are always the opposite of what they call themselves.
“Progressive” sounds good, like making progress, but it’s actually regressive in that it moves the country in directions that make it poorer and less successful, an easy victim for socialist mentality to set in. These same types of people go into journalism because…well, its easier than manual labor and pays a lot better. Then, instead of reporting facts, they give opinions and their opinions often devolve around such non-sequitur thinking as believing Gretchen Thurnburg is a climate scientologist instead of a high school student, or that a software engineer like Bill Gates should have any say on something like vaccine use instead of an actual immunologist. They are part and parcel with Hollywood, where “appearance,” not reality, is everything. While there are still some good, decent reporters out there, they do not work for most of the major networks or big newspapers. I used to respect Ted Koppel a lot when he was on Nightline; now he’s just as wacky as many of the others because liberalism, which should be independent thinking and rugged individualism, has been co-opted by the Left to instead be the Hive Mind for which resistance is futile; free-thinkers, like people sticking to the facts, will be ejected from the club if the group-think says advocate. If you go against the group-think on the Left, hate and pain will be brought down upon you, to shame you into submission of your own thoughts to those of the the group, a fallacy in logic called Appeal to Popularity. Many who have left the Left have reported on this. No wonder journalists drink.
Wonderful !! LOVED it !!! Try THE EPOCH TIMES — very good paper
One unit of alcohol is ½ a pint of 4% beer, one small pub measure of spirits or ⅔ of a small glass of 12.5% wine. Men should drink no more than 4 units a day, women 3.
It was warm last evening so I made my wife and I some cocktails. Hers was a lemon drop that had 4 units of alcohol. Shaken until cold. Mine was a bourbon drink with Cointreau and fresh lime. It has 4+ shaken and over ice.
We each had two because it was a special day: it ended it Y and we were together.
The Karen’s of the CDC or whoever decided how many units is correct for any man can (censored words)!
Indeed. The Units eunuchs.
Steve, couldn’t we just put journalists on a scale to see if they weigh the same as a duck?
Journos are stupid childish drunks? Did we need scientists to tell us this?
Puts me in mind of the story of Lord Kitchener during the First World War. Kitchener loathed joyrnos. He was walking out of the War Office in Whitehall when the press pack acosted him.
One called out. “D’you have any words for the gentlemen of the press?
He drew himself up and glared at them with his blue laser eyes.
“Yes! Out of my way you drunken swabs!”
Hi Kindred… just had an apostrophe… a sudden realization… Biden himself understands he is a cypher… a stand in until the real actor(s) appear on stage…. those waiting in the wings…. Michelle (Mike) Obama, Hillary (wicked witch of the east) Clinton and several other wannabees with aspirations beyond their reach…. so…. Joe pulls up lame with early onset Alzheimers (nobody will want to put the poor old bugger thru a Senate Investigation Hearing, let alone a criminal prosecution he so richly deserves, so he skates, his kid not so much) Once he is safely out of the way, meaning he won’t face judicial interrogation, the unholy allegiance will unleash relentless assaults on all those who oppose them…………. as I have said… it’s time to take off the kid gloves and pick up a base ball bat.
MOST OF THEM ARE NOT JOURNALIST’S THEY ARE SHILLS, AGENTS OF AN AGENDA THAT DOES NOT INCLUDE YOU… AKA ANDERSON POOPED HIS PANTS, RACHEL MADCOW, MIKA BOLSHVINSKI, THAT BALDING SOYBOY ON CNN, ADNOSIUM YOU GET MY POINT…. IF NOT, LET ME BE ABSOLUTELY CLEAR………. THIS IS A WAR FOR THE SOUL OF THIS COUNTRY…. IF YOU DON’T GET THAT, YOU HAVE MY CONDOLENCES BECAUSE IF THEY WIN, YOU ARE ROAD KILL.
Brilliant!!!
Have fun storming the castle!
Best ending evah! Just too funny!
I dated a journalist years ago. I do think that the units of alcohol consumption reported is quite low.