I saw the
encounter. Paul Krugman is an astute, writerly person who is probably a helluva tough hombre at a word processor, but no good in a bar fight. O'Reilly had him literally shaking in fear. He couldn't hold his hands steady and fear was in his eyes.
O'Reilly is the master at this shuck and jive. I have noticed that he regularly does autopsies on the nervous systems of liberal "guests" he has on his show. First, he doesn't book a Carville or a Moore or someone with a known ability to swing back. The liberal chum he offers his viewers are usually timid, foppish looking academics that emit an unmistakable "elitist" glow. He then lights into them like a bar room bully after the house has cut him off from his jack-n-coke supply. The "guest" attempts to act put out, then surprised, by the verbal assault, then inevitably falls into that trait that led him to be a foppish academic to begin with rather than a roustabout on the North Tundra; he starts grinning a panicked grin and thinking how he will write about this later after he salvages whatever manhood he can under the hot TV lights and gets the hell offa the set. His nervous system is saying "Run! Run! Away!" while his mouth tightens into a frightful grimace and says "Well, I think that is a gross misrep...may I spea...am I allowed to spe...please Mr. O'...now, that is clearly outrageous." All the while Bill is ranting on in his inelegant and boorish sophistry that dolts out in the heartland eat up like gravy. O'Reilly has this patented and it is one-hundred-percent shobiz hoo ha.
The sole purpose of the Russert segment was to stage this act for the cameras. Krugman and his elitist, bearded visage gets clubbed around by the words spewing forth from the square-jawed O'Reilly and Russert thanks them for a spirited discussion. Krugman silently thanks God he did not urinate himself on TV. O'Reilly thanks Russert for letting him sit in and solo.
Now, what would put jello in O'Reilly's mashed potatoes would be if lefties with a spine and an ounce of factual knowledge took on O'Reilly, Hannity, Scarborough and the other ridiculous
Sophists out in the open. C'mon, offer to arm wrestle them with words and then use nothing but their own fatuous, preening, ridiculous public statements to deconstruct them into the knuckle-dragging bafoons they are.
Remember
Charles Caughlin? He was once an enormously popular critic of the New Deal. People thought he was the 2nd Coming; one of the most popular hosts of a radio show of all time. But now Roosevelt is remembered and this guy is all but forgotten, and in such a short while. All these demagogues that have been spawned in the confusion and short-sightedness of our modern age will be forgotten as well. In 30 year's hence, no one will care when they pass on and they will leave no legacy worth carrying on. Like the
Sophists, they are nothing and mean nothing.