The Wolcott Treatment
Charles Johnson
Thu Jan 12, 2006 at 10:13 am PST • Views: 264
A most excellent column by Michael Fumento at the American Spectator, on everyone’s favorite vitriolic Vanity Fair columnist: The James Wolcott Treatment.
Every once in awhile, in the spirit of “know thy enemy,” you have to brace yourself and take a peek inside the fetid mind of an influential defeat-nik. “Enter, if you will,” as Rod Serling might have said, “the head of one James Wolcott.” Walcott is an uber-pompous contributing editor to Vanity Fair, where rumor has it you’re fired on the spot if you’re caught drinking your organic Earl Grey with pinkie not fully extended. He’s the author of a book attacking the right-wing mass media, and was an opponent of the war in Iraq probably before Bush conceived it.
Wolcott also has an uber-pompous blog, to which he recently posted “Headhunters,” declaring there’s a veritable Internet epidemic of warmongers literally calling for the heads of those whose only crime is to hold hands in a circle and sing “All we are saying is give peace a chance.” He admits he sparked an angry backlash in an earlier blog post by calling Daniel Pipes “a patronizing little s[—]t.” (Crude, but at least not pompous.)
Nevertheless, having stirred up the readership at Little Green Footballs, he refers to them not as a hornet’s nest or some such but rather a “disorganized Nuremberg Rally.” Apparently nobody informed him that labeling your critics Nazis went out of fashion at about the same time as narrow neck ties.
Frank says: