Thank You Notes for Dropping Beck

0_61_beck_320New Orleans My mother is from Sunflower County, Mississippi.  They raise a lot of cotton and soybeans around there and once upon a time a ton of mischief, but one other thing they seem to specialize in is manners.  We were force fed manners from birth and even as you get sloppy about it, the imprint is strong, so I know it’s time for me to send a personal thank you note to the twenty (20) corporate advertisers that have now pulled their money out of the Glenn Beck Fox News disinformation, hate speech, and general rant show.

My thank you notes are going to some outfits that I never thought would be so solidly on my team, like Wal-Mart and ConAgra!  Admittedly, they weren’t doing me a personal favor, but nonetheless it is a huge favor.  A couple of months ago, I honestly had no idea who Glenn Beck was, but when he started stalking me around the world and virtually putting my picture on a wanted sign and a bulls-eye on my back, well, how can I say this:  he got my attention.   Most of these outfits could live with all of that craziness, but when he started calling President Obama a racist, that crossed the green, money line for them, so “Man overboard!” for Beck.

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New Orleans While I was being interviewed by Peter Collins, the former Air America host ( ) for a radio podcast a little after 6 PM, I began getting instant messages that somehow Glenn Beck was airing an “exclusive interview” with me.  No way!  I had to focus so wasn’t able to click on the links until 630 when the interview on Citizen Wealth ended.  It was hard to concentrate!

The first flurry of emails assumed that we had been punked by Fox News documentary folks with whom we had interviewed and that despite their pledge they had shared footage with Beck and his crew.  Quickly it became clear that this was shaky, barely focused handheld footage, and the guys on the Fox contract at the Octavia Books signing for Citizen Wealth were total professionals, so there was no way they had sloppy stuff in the can.

Marie Hurt, Louisiana ACORN’s state organizer, quickly nailed the issue.  This was bound to be film from the two young white guys who claimed to be visiting New Orleans from Michigan, but were bloggers about healthcare, had seen the Times-Picayune picture of me and the notice of the book signing, so came on by.  I forget who brought them up to the signing table, but they asked if they could get some film for their blog and ask me about the need for national healthcare.

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