by Colin Liddell
If not a hard on, I've got at least a soft spot for Rachel Maddow.
Ever since she picked up on my article Holocaust Amnesia Day, and propelled it to undying international fame sometime last year, I've suspected that our destinies may be conjoined in some dark and intimate way. There is definitely a certain synergy between Ms. Maddow's show and the Alternative Right.
I guess we need repellent Liberals like her on the mainstream media to stampede decent people towards us and break the yellow tape that has been strung around our deeply taboo views; while she and her ilk need us to practice their two main skills of pointing and sputtering. In view of her perfectly legitimate sexual preferences and practices, you could even say that we need each other as much as dykes need dildos.
Ever since she picked up on my article Holocaust Amnesia Day, and propelled it to undying international fame sometime last year, I've suspected that our destinies may be conjoined in some dark and intimate way. There is definitely a certain synergy between Ms. Maddow's show and the Alternative Right.
I guess we need repellent Liberals like her on the mainstream media to stampede decent people towards us and break the yellow tape that has been strung around our deeply taboo views; while she and her ilk need us to practice their two main skills of pointing and sputtering. In view of her perfectly legitimate sexual preferences and practices, you could even say that we need each other as much as dykes need dildos.
