At the National Conference for Media Reform 2008, a producer for FOX's The O'Reilly Factor, Porter Barry, ambushes PBS's Bill Moyers and peppers him with questions regarding his political affiliations and his "refusal" to appear on O'Reilly's show. Moyers disputes FOX's "facts" for the record and asks to interview someone at The O'Reilly Factor about Rupert Murdoch and the show's coverage during the run-up to the invasion of Iraq. The journalist crowd then reacts, chasing down Barry and intentionally giving him a dose of FOX-style bullying reportage.
Every time someone pisses off Falafel O'LIE-ly, he sends one of his creepy little douchebags out to ambush the person who has raised his falafel -I mean, ire. This time they tried to fuck with Bill Moyers, who made the chubby little fucktard look like an even bigger moron that he did already. Moyers killed him with kindness, saying that since this semen-crusted twerp was actually asking questions, he was a journalist -unlike Falafel Boy. Moyers then asked the little putz why Falafel Boy wouldn't ask his boss (Rupert "Arrrr" Murdoch) about his claim that the Iraq War would lead to $20-a-barrel oil.
To top it off, the journalists assembled decided to give the chubby little fucktard a dose of his own medicine by hounding him as he scurried away with questions like "Do you call this journalism?"
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God damn Billy 'Lieley is an immature little twat. Back when I still regularly listened to talk radio I always had to wonder why exactly someone not wanting to appear on some asshole's little talk show somehow made them doublepluss-ungood, and what the bullshit all the "we know where you live!" crap was about.
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That little bitch got wtf pwn3d up the ass hard and then couldn't take a dose of his own medicine. I love that.
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"Fear and ignorance claim the unwary and the incomplete. The wise man may flinch away from their embrace if he girds his soul with the armour of contempt."
I tuned in to the Falafel Factor and Billo didn't run any of his little troll's footage, but he did claim that his correspondents feared for their safety.
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Lol, I could really give two shits for Moyers, but the actual reporter fellow at the end that was basically mocking Porter, was funny as hell.
They say, "the tree of liberty must be watered with the blood of tyrants and patriots." I suppose it never occurred to them that they are the tyrants, not the patriots. Those weapons are not being used to fight some kind of tyranny; they are bringing them to an event where people are getting together to talk. -Mike Wong
But as far as board culture in general, I do think that young male overaggression is a contributing factor to the general atmosphere of hostility. It's not SOS and the Mess throwing hand grenades all over the forum- Red
So he can dirty-talk about nipples and pussies and showering together and shit, but won't say "penis" or "dick"?
Man, that's hilarious!
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MILDLY DERANGED PHYSICIST does not mind BREAKING the SOUND BARRIER, because it is INSURED. - Simon_Jester considering the problems of hypersonic flight for Team L.A.M.E.
Apparently his own dick is too insignificant to be a subject of his erotic fantasies
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