The Case Against David Brooks, Man of the Privileged Few
I don’t think it’s too strident to demand at this point that David Brooks be hauled up before a jury consisting of everyone else in America and forced to defend himself against several million counts of being an insufferable twat in a public place. In today’s episode of Missing the Point So I Don’t Miss a Meal, Our Mr. Brooks informs us that he once again has placed us all under close inspection beneath his monocle and discovered that some of us are very angry, not because some thieves in nice suits pillaged the national economy and then held the scraps for ransom. Oh, no, that isn’t it at all, and he’s got some wholly arbitrary ad hoc sociological categories to prove it.
If you hate David Brooks like I hate David Brooks, you’ll enjoy this neat evisceration in Esquire by Charles Pierce.