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George Will is a sanctimonious moralist, a pretentious hypocrite, a congenital liar and a boring pundit, to boot. In these days of red-faced screaming weirdos like Glenn Beck and obvious dolts like Sean Hannity, Will can seem like a harmless throwback to a calmer era in political discourse, but don’t let his demeanor fool you: The guy’s as utterly amoral as the loudest talk radio shouter, and he’s a living example of the truth that there’s never any punishment for bad behavior in punditland.
Ever since he stole Jimmy Carter’s briefing book, used it to coach Ronald Reagan before a debate, and then appeared on ABC to pronounce Reagan the winner of the debate, Will’s been a consummate hack.
He expressed his revulsion at those hick Clintons: “Having vulgarians like the Clintons conspicuous in government must further coarsen American life.” Meanwhile he stepped out on his wife back in the ’80s, and she responded by throwing all his stuff on the lawn with a note reading, “Take it somewhere else, buster.”
He gets away with a lot because he’s smart enough to know that occasionally going off the reservation and criticizing the party only makes your position stronger (as long as you’re in no danger of being thrown out of the movement entirely, as someone without Will’s rich history of service might be). So he criticizes Bush on Iraq and trashes Palin. He also lies about climate change, just because lying about it is what Republicans are supposed to do, and instead of removing Will from their stable of columnists — or even correcting his columns — the Washington Post just publishes other columns pointing out that Will lied, thus presenting the reader with “both sides” of the issue.
And his baseball writing is so bad as to defy parody.
Repeat offenses: Dishonesty, feints toward “reasonableness” while remaining doctrinaire Republican, repetition, hypocrisy.
Rose’s coming clean is the most soiled conversion of convenience since … well, Aug. 17, 1998, when DNA evidence caused Bill Clinton to undergo a memory clarification.
Alex Pareene writes about politics for Salon and is the author of "The Rude Guide to Mitt." Email him at firstname.lastname@example.org and follow him on Twitter @pareeneMore Alex Pareene.
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We're listing the worst columnists and cable news commentators America has to offer. Think of this as our all-star team -- of the most predictable, dishonest and just plain stupid pundits in the media.
6. Marc Thiessen
7. Jonah Goldberg
8. Maureen Dowd
9. Laura Ingraham
10. Peggy Noonan
11. George Will
12. John Fund
13. Roger Simon
14. David Ignatius
15. Mort Zuckerman
16. Michael Barone
17. Bill Kristol
18. Tina Brown
19. Joe Klein
20. Howard Fineman
21. S.E. Cupp
22. Tucker Carlson
23. Howard Kurtz
24. Dana Milbank
25. Mickey Kaus
26. Jeffrey Goldberg
27. Pat Caddell
28. Andrew Malcolm
29. Matt Bai
30. David Brooks