As I predicted, it isn’t possible to smite David Brooks, no matter how many times you ridicule him. He just comes back in three of four day’s time with another column.
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Martin Longman a contributing editor at the Washington Monthly. He is also the founder of Booman Tribune and Progress Pond. He has a degree in philosophy from Western Michigan University.
“He can’t be bargained with. He can’t be reasoned with. He doesn’t feel pity, or remorse, or shame, and he absolutely will not stop — ever! — until you are dead.”
Kyle Reese (Michael Biehn) to Sarah Connor (Linda Hamilton)
“The Brooksinator”
You know who else came back in three days after being publicly crucified?
No, that’s fiction. That other dude…Zombie Brian.
You can’t shame, embarrass, or insult anyone as un-self aware as Brooks. He’s surrounded by bootlickers in some idealized ivory tower, and by “ivory” I mean well, you know.
It always comes down to minding one’s manners in his world.
White male privilege, Mr Brooks? You’re soaking in it.
Just another day’s load of pretentious twaddle from a smugly self-important blowhard.
But you’re continuing to give his life meaning with your attention.
The thing is, because of his arrogance disguised as humility and the extreme sloppiness of his writing, he is completely unguarded and constantly revealing things, not just about himself but about conservatism as a whole, that might otherwise remain hidden. He’s an Unholy Fool.