Laura Ingraham on Imus Monday morning...

Did I mention that?
If I didn't you have to understand, Laura is one of the most stultifying personalities on the radio today-I simply forgot.
I mean...the morning farm report holds more visceral excitement for listeners than this turgid old witch.
All her high pitched adolescent snarkiness can't conceal the utter boredom she routinely generates.
I have no idea how this woman prospers on talk radio...she doesn't have an original opinion to save her miserable life.
Oh the I-Man tried to make her seem interesting, actually allowing an in-studio interview as opposed to his normal germ-phobic practice of doing call-ins.
Gotta hand it to the famously dipsomaniacal Ms. Ingraham,...she might've been drinking kerosene the night before but she always sounds fresh as a daisy for these Imus appearances.
Somehow at Dartmouth Laura learned the secret of overcoming hangovers...so all that alleged beard time she put in with Dinesh D'Souza seems to have paid off.
Does it even matter that she was on Imus to flog some trite new book?
"Shut up and Sing: how elites from Hollywood, Politics and the U.N. are ruining America..." or some such twaddle like that I forget the exact title.
Guess she is pissed off at Hollywood...like Chris Ruddy she can't figure out what George Clooney knows about foreign policy...but then what does a drunken fembot harpy really know about national politics anyway?
More to the point, how did a graduate of the University of Virginia Law School somehow exempt herself from the elites she so casually decries?
Hell where would she be without elite patronage?
I mean you can't expect someone this banal to bootstrap themselves up by themselves....there is a reason why they are called TEDIOUS MEDIOCRITIES y'know.
Her book sounds like boiler plate stuff that was old when whatzername wrote "The News twisters" back in 1969.
Frankly any idiot can write one of these rightical chic media elite denunciations...just roll out the usual lies and spin, collect yer advance, and then hunker down when Joe Conason shows up to expose the cynical mendacity that stains every page of your book.
Sweet Laura, Milady Tedium Maxima....I think I'd prefer old fashioned mob rule to the reign of giggly beeyotches like her.
Sick
Demented
Typical....