THEY'RE JUST A BUNCH OF FUCKING MORONS.
The LGF guy isn't Socrates. James Lileks isn't the president. Ann Coulter isn't Shakespeare. David Horowitz isn't my dad. Michael Savage can't even breathe with his mouth closed. They aren't important. They're just a bunch of dicks. Sure, they're stupid. Sure, there's more of them than there is of me. Sure, they're popular, sort of. But THEY'RE JUST SOME NOBODIES WHO YAP ABOUT A LOT OF BULLSHIT.
They aren't smart. They aren't special. They have no insight. They don't possess some secret information or unique perspective that makes them better informed than me. They're just schmucks, no different than I am, who think they're right, and have managed to convince a lot of other directionless weeds that they're right as well. They mean nothing! They mean less to me than the humblest cactus flower or the smallest yucca tree. It's not as if I don't think they're sort of important; as I've mentioned, a lot of the neo-con crowd make up our current government. And it's not as if I won't keep checking on them and to a degree fretting about them. But who gives a fuck what they think? They're wrong. They're comically wrong and their conviction that they're unshakeably right makes it all the more comical.
That realization made me so happy I ate a big salad and read for the rest of the night.