Showing posts with label Dana Milbank. Show all posts
Showing posts with label Dana Milbank. Show all posts

Wednesday, August 6, 2008

Nothing to see here. Move along.

Damn Dana Milbank! So who the hell does he think he is to give an interview to Politico? Who cares about him anyway? I made the official statement about this entire affair le Milbank on my official website of record, Daily Kos. What more could there possibly be to say but this:

This saved your crack Countdown staff an increasingly difficult decision. For nearly a week we'd been waiting for him to offer a correction
or an explanation for his column from last week in which he apparently reported
an Obama quote without a full context turned the meaning of the quote
inside-out.We had decided not to have Dana on this news-hour again until this was cleared up, and, sadly after some very happy years, he's apparently chosen to make that cloud permanent


I fired him because he lied about Obama dammit! That is the entire story. The true story. So what does the little bastard do? Contradict me!What if those damn Kossacks find out I lied to them? The nerve of Milbank--telling the Politico I really got pissed with him after he said something nice about a Republican. Hey everybody knows the ground rules of my show. No nice talk about the GOP-it makes the Kos crowd very unhappy when anyone does that. And the Kossacks have to love me. Because I need love and approval. Lots of love and approval. But what if a few of them believe him? What then? What about me?

So what if I used his defection to CNN to play up to the Kossacks and claim he was fired when he was history a month or more ago? It is about me after all and what is best for me, not anyone else, not the fans, not Milbank and damn sure not that Bill-O guy on Fox. Hate him. (Note to self: Add Milbank to enemies list-pronto. And that bastard at Politico for believing him and printing the truth.) The only truth that matters after all is my version of it.

Dana Milbank's ego isn't as big as mine

That's why he had to go. Well that and everyone at Daily Kos was pissed at me because I didn't ask him about this whole Obama thing. Boy were they pissed. And I can't have them pissed at me, the fabulous Keith Olbermann. I need love. I need worship. I need affirmations that I am wonderful. Why else would I post during the middle of my own television show on Kos if not to show them how much I love them (okay I need them because I really don't love anyone other than myself but they don't need to know that--it's just between you and me and Keith). Where was I? Oh yeah, Milbank.

So after five years of being one of my best on-air buddies (do you really think that I'd associate with these people off-air?) Milbank had to go because everyone at Kos was pissed with him and by extension, with me. And I need love. I need lots of love. I need fawning. Lots and lots of fawning. Okay so Milbank had already let us know he was going to leave us for CNN. (Did I mention I left CNN twice? Such losers. They just didn't appreciate my greatness.) What? Milbank. Oh yeah, him. Okay so Milbank told us the day before he printed the Obama column he was leaving to go to those bastards at CNN. Whatever. I don't need him. My show doesn't need him (Anyone seen Craig Crawford? Yeah I know he was totally in the tank for Hillary but I need a Milbank substitute, stat!).

So anyway, Milbank is gone to CNN. Good riddance. But did he have to try and show me up by telling everyone he was out the door before I claimed I'd fired him from my show? Bastard. I'll get even with him for this. But it's okay. Because My fans adore me. And why wouldn't they? I am, of course, Keith Olbermann. And I canned Milbank no matter what that little bastard says. And Here. And here. Oh screw it, he's lying, and I'm right. Because I'm always right no matter what the facts really show. Remember that okay?

Hey, wow--did you see all those comments at TV Newser about me, Keith Olbermann? People are talking about me! Me. Me. Me. Me! It's all about me. And that's the way I, Keith Olbermann, like it.