Powerline-was-completely-fucking-wrong-gate was a problem not just because their wild-ass accusations about the Schiavo-Martinez memo were completely wrong, not just because media asses like Howie Kurtz took them seriously, but because they harm the reputation of the entire blogosphere.
At a time when we are fighting for credibility, Assrocket's spectacular flameout knocked everyone down a peg. I wish we could say, "well, it exposed the wingnutosphere as the reality-challenged liars they are", but fact is, people don't make any distinctions between the left and right blogworlds. Nor to those who would snuff out the entire medium altogether.
But this is our moment to have fun at Assrocket's expense:
Ezra Klein
It's not just that they have no shame, it's that they once met shame on a street, beat the shit out of him, rolled him up in a carpet, and threw him off a bridge.
DigbyYou know, I'm a big fan of blogging. I dabble in it myself. But, this absurd notion on the part of some bloggers that they are taking down the big time media brick by brick is just absurd. And by "some bloggers" I'm referring to those schmucks over at Powerline. Jesus, has there ever been a bigger bunch of vainglorious nobodies in the history of the world?
Digby (again)
I don't mind being called partisan because I am. I really makes me angry, however, to be called dishonest because these rightwing scumbags lie constantly and the media can't be bothered to see what is right in front of their faces --- that just like Rush and FoxNews and all the dirty tricksters and Regnery whores, the right wing blogosphere is full of people who just make shit up. It's one of the things that distinguishes the right from the left generally --- the blatent, in your face, "you can believe me or you can believe your eyes" dishonesty. There is nothing new about this but the fact that so many in the press still eat those lies with a spoon and never get tired of being played is just stunning.
BlogolandSad, because we are being forced to bid farewell to the weirdly homoerotic and too-freaky-to-be-believed nom de plumes at Power Line.
No more Hindrocket.
No more Big Trunk.
No more Deacon.
Ha ha. Too late John. "Assrocket" is here to stay.