So, yeah, I need another blog like a freakin’ hole in the head, but I couldn’t resist becoming a contributor to Sweet Jesus I Hate Chris Matthews, which Jill from Brilliant at Breakfast started up a couple days ago.
Because sweet Jesus, I hate Chris Matthews.
For those of you who don’t live in the States and/or aren’t familiar with him, this video by Scott Bateman should serve as a good introduction.
To my mind, what makes Matthews especially detestable is that he’s a sexist, racist, homophobic blowhard in “independent’s” clothing. Even Al, who watches Hardball a lot because it comes on after Countdown, has said to me — in response to remarks such as, “Sweet Jesus, I hate Chris Matthews” — “But, he’s an independent! He’s done all this work with democrats!” Yeah, you know what? Don’t really care. He hates women. He’s not much better when it comes to any man who’s non-white or non-heterosexual. And he thinks the imaginary smell of English Leather and Aqua Velva is a good reason to take Fred Thompson seriously. Because of his democratic history, we’re supposed to believe he’s a more reasonable and objective pundit than, say, Bill O’Reilly, whose haters inspired the new blog.
He’s not. He’s just not. And sweet Jesus, I hate him.
(Oh, and for those who ask, the nickname “Tweety” refers to his big, yellow head. Though it’s also worth noting that this man, who has publicly asked whether America is ready for the sound of Hillary Clinton’s girly voice, gets awfully screechy — dare I say shrill? — when excited.)
Update: Media Matters is asking people to contact MSNBC about Matthews’s unbelievable sexism, which I fully support.
Using overtly sexist language, he has referred to Sen. Hillary Rodham Clinton (D-NY) as a “she devil” and compared her to a “strip-teaser.” He has called her “witchy” and likened her voice to “fingernails on a blackboard.” He has referred to men who support her as “castratos in the eunuch chorus.” He has suggested Clinton is not “a convincing mom” and said “modern women” like Clinton are unacceptable to “Midwest guys.” He has called her “Madame Defarge” and “Nurse Ratched.”
And that’s only the beginning.