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On Little Ritchie @RichLowry And Testicular Fortitude

26 September 2015 @ 16:23

[NOTE: The opinions I express in this post are not necessarily those of Mark Steyn — a great humanitarian, an insightful commentator, and a rather attractive man.]

As we all know, this past week Little Ritchie Lowry said an icky-bad-yucky word.

Mark Steyn remarks:

Back in the US, I see my old boss from National Review, Rich Lowry, has also been sharpening his scimitar, although aiming it somewhat lower than the head-hackers. The other night he asserted re Trump on Fox News that “Carly [Fiorina] cut his balls off with the precision of a surgeon“. Reader Maggie Menzies writes from beautiful British Columbia to comment:

I bet your pal Jason Steorts won’t like this.

Indeed. Jason Lee Steorts is Rich Lowry’s Number Two and something of a delicate flower who tut-tutted over what proved to be my final column that “I found the derogatory language… both puerile in its own right and disappointing coming from a writer of such talent.” So I wonder if he will be, any day now, deploring Rich’s inaugural balls.

I was not hitherto aware that what Lowry looks for in a presidential candidate is a ruthless emasculator. Say what you like about the Reverend Jesse Jackson, but at least, when he ventures into this territory, he offers to do it himself. [BOB: Let me interject here to point out that we do not, as yet, have any proof that Ritchie’s balls have dropped yet or, if they have, that his wife doesn’t have them in a locked jar on her mantelpiece.]

If I understand Rich correctly, at the first debate Carly Fiorina was excluded — like Cinderella, unable to go to the ball. [BOB: Pun intended, Mark?] At the second debate, Cinderella seized her moment and went for the balls.

But the problem with the Lowry statement is that it’s not true. Carly Fiorina certainly had a good night at that debate — aided by the faintheartedness of some of the supposed heavyweight candidates, like the now departed Scott Walker, who appeared not to have any balls to cut off. [BOB: Apparently, his Campaign Manger stole them before he turned — as all GOP Consultants do — Traitorous Scum.] However, it will be interesting to see, as I said to Sean Hannity while the debate was still in progress, whether Carly’s success translates into anything more concrete than a couple of points in Iowa and New Hampshire.

Nevertheless, the frontrunner has held his lead in all post-debate polls and is up over Fiorina by an average of more than 12 points — a situation that NBC wishfully reports as “Trump: On the Ropes?”  [BOB: Actually Trump is feeding the other GOP Candidates the rope to hang themselves with.]

Now, via Matthew Boyle, we learn that Little Ritchie may be getting spanked by Daddy Ailes:

The Fox News Channel’s top executive, Roger Ailes, is “furious” at the National Review’s editor Rich Lowry for using foul language in an attack on GOP frontrunner billionaire Donald Trump on Wednesday evening, Breitbart News has learned.

An individual with knowledge of these matters told Breitbart News that Ailes is “furious” at Lowry for saying on Megyn Kelly’s program The Kelly File on Wednesday that former Hewlett Packard CEO Carly Fiorina “cut [Trump’s] balls off with the precision of a surgeon, and he knows it, he knows it.”

Ailes is mad at Lowry because this move means, in the ongoing war between Fox News and Trump, Fox News has now “given up the moral high ground.” Essentially, Ailes understands, that means his network looks like the unfair aggressor that Trump has accused it of being—rather than a neutral arbiter of the news—all while Trump continues soaring in the 2016 GOP primary polls.

Ooooo…Ritchie’s gonna get Rogered.

But, I would be remiss if I did not stop to congratulate Master Lowry on his greatest achievement: the turning of National Review into an organ [!] of the Conservative Establishment [aka: The Conservative Beautiful People] and destroying all that William F. Buckley built over fifty years in one decade.

Thank you, Little Ritchie.  You may stay-up until nine o’clock tonight.

Goddamn sad, it is, goddamn sad.

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