Anderson Cooper? Anderson Cooper?

You got be f'ing kidding me. Anderson Cooper is the "new Edward R. Murrow"? What does he do that I don't do? Oh yeah, sure he goes to the scene of any natural disaster. Big f'ing deal. He just does it so he can emote for the camera. The Ego does not need to sink to such cheap tricks. The great thing about being Keith Olbermann's ego is that it doesn't require travel. And so he's on 60 Minutes now. Big deal. Do you know who watches that show? Old people. I have hip, young viewers. And I'm ME dammit: The Ego That Roared. How dare this idiot say that I'm not today's Edward R. Murrow--the "complete" package--whatever that means. And you know what else? The Ego lives with a 20-something GIRL. The Ego is a red-blooded, all-American MALE who likes young women (the younger the better). So was Murrow. So see? Keith Olbermann's Ego is today's real Murrow, not this Anderson Cooper guy, his globe-trotting, and his Prada suits.

New add to the enemies list: CJR

What do these guys know about journalism anyway? Merely putting the word "journalism" in your title doesn't mean you know jack about the profession. I mean come on, Faux claims to be a "news" network but we all know they are the house organ for the GOP.

That’s right, kids: last night was Special Comment night on Countdown. A little bit Murrow, a little bit O’Reilly; a little bit country, a little bit rock ‘n roll—and always filled with vitriol. Olbermann’s performance, this time around, was particularly melodramatic: as the former sports reporter swooped and spun (again, rhetorically) while railing against the “immaturity” of the GOP’s presumptive nominee, he indulged in even more Dramatic Sighs and Angered Shakes of the Head than usual. Quite the floor routine.

Okay I'm cool with the Murrow comparison. And yes, I do owe Bill-O a little something (like a guaranteed 3-5 minutes of my show devoted to him per night), but I've never liked country music. Rock and roll? Damn straight baby. I'm the Elvis of Anchormen! (What? I need a younger reference for my 25 and unders?) Okay scratch Elvis, uhm--Bono. I'm the Bono of newsanchors minus the weird sunglasses and the Irish accent. But come on, questioning my vitriol? I'm angry dammit! I'm angry at the last 8 years of this country under GOP oppression. My audience is angry too and I'm just saying what they would if they had a tv newscast. Melodramatic? It's called TV! You have to grab the audience by their balls (or other assorted genitalia) to get their attention. Swooped and spun? Yes, it's called camera blocking. All actorsanchors do it! I doubt this joker has ever even watched a local newscast let alone a nationwide, huge-hit like Countdown. "Indulged in Dramatic sighs and Angered Shakes of the Head?" Again, I'm angry. I'm expressing my anger. What's wrong with that buddy boy?

So while Olbermann, as he generally does, bolstered his bloviations with solid reporting…the whole thing was ultimately more circus than ceremony. And one lacking in, among other things, sportsmanship.

Sportsmanship? There is no sportsmanship in politics idiot. Circus? Ceremony? No, it's called news. And I'm the Murrow of the 21st Century. The NY Times said so. CJR? Who reads that crap? And trust me, this so-called review is all crap.