Scarborough needs to offer his resignation in shame

By Amanda Marcotte
Tuesday, November 11, 2008 1:51 EDT
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This video clip perfectly encapsulates what a fucking ridiculous past time pearl-clutching over the word “fuck” is:

Scarborough is trying to make Rahm Emanuel’s hefty use of the word “fuck” into a political issue, and in the process drops the word “fuck” with the ease of someone who knows his way around the word (as John Cole pointed out). If Scarborough wasn’t such a fuck gadget, I’d pity him for saying “fuck” on TV on accident. I curse like a fucking sailor and thus tend to forget that “fuck” is a curse word, and while I’ve mostly scrubbed the word from my language during public appearances or business meetings (mostly), it’s easy enough to fucking slip up when it’s such a fucking beautiful word full of fucking emphasis. Few can fucking compete, you know?

The problem with this is that Scarborough is a fucking tool, and like others in his douchebag species, he’s the fucking king of pretending to get fucking offended for fucking stupid reasons. Glenn Greenwald explains. To summarize: Scarborough has led obscenity witch hunts, and was instrumental in pushing the fucking Janet Jackson nipple debacle. Moreover, he threw a fucking temper tantrum when Bono did exactly what Scarborough did here, and accidentally let a “fuck” fly on TV, because he was caught up in the moment. He’s bragged about how such fucking language was fucking beneath him, and has come close to suggesting that he is unaware how to fucking pronounce “fuck”. Obviously, he is a fucking liar. And he eats dog poo. He needs to resign immediately, because obviously he cannot be fucking trusted with a fucking microphone as long as there is one goddamn minor child living in this country who knows how to operate a fucking television.

Irony: As I wrote this, I had my CD changer on “shuffle” and have heard at least 5 songs with the word “fuck” in them, from a fairly diverse group of performers—rappers, Brit pop, American indie, etc. It’s the universal language.

Amanda Marcotte
Amanda Marcotte
Amanda Marcotte is a freelance journalist born and bred in Texas, but now living in the writer reserve of Brooklyn. She focuses on feminism, national politics, and pop culture, with the order shifting depending on her mood and the state of the nation.
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