You must Publish this diary to make this visible to the public,
or click 'Edit Diary' to make further changes first.
Posting a Diary Entry
Daily Kos welcomes blog articles from readers, known as diaries. The Intro section to a diary should be about three paragraphs long, and is required. The body section is optional, as
is the poll, which can have 1 to 15 choices. Descriptive tags are also required to help others find your diary by subject; please don't use "cute" tags.
When you're ready, scroll down below the tags and click Save & Preview. You can edit your diary after it's published by clicking Edit Diary. Polls cannot be edited once they are published.
If this is your first time creating a Diary since the Ajax upgrade, before you enter any text below, please press Ctrl-F5 and then hold down the Shift Key and press your browser's Reload button to refresh its cache with the new script files.
ATTENTION: READ THE RULES.
One diary daily maximum.
Substantive diaries only. If you don't have at least three solid, original paragraphs, you should probably post a comment in an Open Thread.
No repetitive diaries. Take a moment to ensure your topic hasn't been blogged (you can search for Stories and Diaries
that already cover this topic), though fresh original analysis is always welcome.
Use the "Body" textbox if your diary entry is longer than three paragraphs.
Any images in your posts must be hosted by an approved image hosting service (one of: imageshack.us, photobucket.com, flickr.com, smugmug.com, allyoucanupload.com, picturetrail.com, mac.com, webshots.com, editgrid.com).
Copying and pasting entire copyrighted works is prohibited. If you do quote something, keep it brief, always provide a link to the original source, and use the <blockquote> tags to clearly identify the quoted material. Violating this rule is grounds for immediate banning.
Be civil. Do not "call out" other users by name in diary titles. Do not use profanity in diary titles. Don't write diaries whose main purpose is to deliberately inflame.
Here's Glenn Beck in his own custom-built
Oval Office, which isn't crazy at all.
Speaking with televangelist James Robison, ex-Fox News personality Glenn Beck discusses being canned from nobly leaving Fox News of his own accord:
On the day he decided to leave, Beck said he walked up to a floor-to-ceiling window in his New York apartment and asked his wife, “How could this possibly be God’s plan?”
“As I stood there, the Lord whispered to me, ‘If you do not leave now, you will lose your soul,’” Beck said. “It was the easiest decision I’ve ever made.”
The Lord works in mysterious ways. Sometimes he speaks to you through your large New York apartment windows. Sometimes he speaks to you by having Roger Ailes walk into your office and fire your crazy ass. It's all good.
I don't know what Glenn's been smoking, but apparently he's been sharing:
“The primary reason that he left is because they were not comfortable with him talking about God and Jesus as often and as freely as he did,” said Robison, who participated in Beck’s presentation.
Wait, was that the problem? That's not how I remember it. I remember Glenn Beck slowly becoming more and more detached from reality, littering his shows with inexplicable conspiracy theories and crying jags brought on by apparently nothing in particular. I remember anonymous mutterings by other Fox News employees that he was making the already-impossible-to-shame network look even crazier, and reports that Fox head Roger Ailes was making the conscious decision to rein in his network's most inflammatory and crackpot elements in an effort to appear less, um, crackpotty. Oh, and the advertisers were peeved, and the audience was shrinking, and no network is going to keep flushing their own credibility down the toilet unless there's at least some decent money in it for them, which there wasn't.
But now we hear that it was really all about how Fox News hates Jesus, and God spoke to Glenn Beck in his New York apartment and told him he'd lose his mind soul if he kept working there? Well heck, that's pretty darn convenient. God really helped Glenn out on that one, I guess.