Some days you wake up and everything just falls into place. Today is one of those days. The train pulled into the station just as I walked through the turnstile, the guy at the deli toasted my bagel just the way I like it, then I pulled up the ol' internets and what do I see?
No less than my favorite psychopath, Michael Savage,
floating the idea of a run for the Republican nomination for President in 2008. O Happy Day!
Savage, or
Michael Weiner as his parents named him, is an avowedly anti-gay, anti-immigration conservative radio host with the third-largest audience on talk radio, after Rush Limbaugh and Sean Hannity. His style, which could be fairly described as outright cruelty, has won him legions of fans in the coveted "stupid goon" demographic, as well as, one assumes, a strong base of rubberneckers and gawkers among the more civilized segment of the American audience.
To casual spectators of the political circus, Savage is perhaps best known for a
virulent rant on his short-lived MSNBC TV show, for which he was immediately fired:
"Oh, so you're one of those sodomites. You should only get AIDS and die, you pig, how's that? Why don't you see if you can sue me, you pig. You got nothing better to do than to put me down, you piece of garbage, you got nothing better to do today, go eat a sausage and choke on it. Get trichinosis. ..."
This all is highly interesting not just for the patina of martyrdom this bluster and subsequent shit-canning would impart to a Savage candidacy, but also for its incongruity to earlier chapters in the host's bio.
As a twenty-something writer in San Francisco -- Heavens! -- in the 1970's, Savage was well in with beat luminaries like Allen Ginsberg and Lawrence Ferlinghetti. A friend who knew Savage at the time, Stephen Schwartz, tells of a photo of Savage and Ginsberg swimming together naked, a photo which Savage would delight in showing off.
Some hard-line devotees of Savage may also be surprised to know that the drum-beating warrior of conflicts cultural and military alike is actually an academic with fancypants Masters' and Ph.D. degrees in fruity-sounding subjects like ethnobotany and nutritional ethnomedicine. This red-white-and-blue-blood also spent nearly a decade in the South Pacific studying plants and making out with trees like some common gutter hippie.
But as a media personality with a loyal following and unmistakably right-wing principles, Savage is an intriguing wild card for the Republican nomination for president. He is outspoken in his disdain for most of the party's high-profile announced or presumptive candidates like Sen. John McCain and former Massachusetts Gov. Mitt Romney, and frequently derides figures like Bill Bennett and former House Speaker Newt Gingrich for espousing moral values while nursing a gambling addiction or going on three marriages, respectively (Savage himself has divorced and remarried once).
In a GOP horserace where the only conservative firebrands (Sen. Sam Brownback and Reps. Tom Tancredo and Duncan Hunter) range from listless to uninspiring and don't figure to arouse any enthusiasm from the conservative base, a colorful candidate like Savage, with nothing to lose politically and everything to gain as a star of his particular medium, could inject some life into the stodgy safety dance that's sure to go down between front-runners McCain, Romney and Rudolph Giuliani.
So we at Whippersnapp, in the name of entertainment and assuring the fair-and-square defeat of fringe right-wing politics in the marketplace of ideas heartily endorse Michael
Weiner Savage for the Republican nomination for President of the United States. Good luck, Michael, and for God's sake keep talking.
Updated: Oh yeah, and he named his kid Russell Goldencloud Weiner. What the hell?
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