By Michelle Malkin
Wednesday, August 20, 2014
The most poisonous "-ism" now infecting
Ferguson, Missouri, is not virulent racism. It's viral narcissism.
Over the past two weeks, the impoverished St. Louis
County suburb has become a magnet for self-absorbed publicity seekers of all
colors and agendas.
Perhaps the most repulsive species on display in Ferguson
is the Journalisto Vanitatis. This breed of egotistical East-Coast reporters
can be easily identified by its ever-present appendages: a smartphone and smart
glasses. For the J.V., the story is all about "me, me, me!"
Huffington Post reporter Ryan Reilly and Washington Post reporter Wesley Lowery
were among the first and most prominent Beltway journos to parachute into the
Ferguson protests.
Admiring media colleagues hang on the J.V.'s every tweet
and selfie. When Reilly and Lowery were "arrested" (that is, detained
briefly and released) amid the chaos, they morphed into civil rights heroes.
Both complained indignantly about not being read their "Miranda
rights." Never mind that they were neither arrested nor interrogated, the
two basic preconditions for Miranda warnings.
The J.V.'s have been hailed for their "courage"
on the "front lines" -- like veritable 21st-century versions of Audie
Murphy and Ernie Pyle! Of course, Audie Murphy and Ernie Pyle would know real
bullets when they saw them. But Reilly revealed his abject cluelessness this
week when he hysterically tweeted a photo of what he thought were "rubber
bullets." They turned out to be high-capacity... ear plugs.
Not to be outdone, J.V. Chris Hayes of MSNBC squealed
about being threatened with mace and simpered about being confined in a press
area -- created by police for the safety of meandering interlopers gawking at
rioters and looters. Later, he breathlessly trumpeted seeing a "dead
body," which turned out to be neither dead nor a body.
While New York journalists have applauded reporters making
themselves a part of the story, locals demonstrated their own opinion of
MSNBC's journalism on Monday night -- by pelting Hayes and one of his
co-anchors with rocks.
A close cousin of the Journalisto Vanitatus is the
omniscient Albinus Hipsterex. These white progressives can't resist the
opportunity to raise their fists and chant "F**k the police" to show
they're down with the cause. Leftovers from the defunct Occupy Wall Street
movement are now occupying West Florissant Avenue in Ferguson to make excuses
for the vandals and thieves victimizing immigrant-owned convenience stores. The
absurdity of these critters was best illustrated earlier this week in a candid
photo of a trio of Albinus Hipsterii: two bandana-clad, tattooed anarchists
strapping a gas mask onto a young woman sporting a tie-dyed shirt stretched
across her heavily pregnant belly.
Next on the scene: Canis Celebritus -- also known as the
Celebrity Hound Dog. Rapper Nelly best epitomizes this attention-seeking
creature. He jetted down to Ferguson to preach peaceful social justice. Some in
attendance took note of the wealthy rapper's ostentatious protest attire:
massive diamond earrings as big as some of the rocks protesters hurled at
hapless Hayes. Not-so-wise Nelly told residents not to "overreact,"
while accusing police of purposefully inflaming protesters in the same breath.
He lectured the crowd to have a plan. But when asked to outline his own, he
said he didn't have one, and his large megaphone went silent.
Accompanying Canis Celebritus are members of the infamous
class of hucksters who belong to a class I'll dub Divisio Demagogus. Chief
agitators include Al Sharpton, Jesse Jackson, Marc Lamont Hill, Van Jones and
Malik Shabazz. These race-hustling pot-stirrers have made their names concocting
hate-crime hoaxes, inciting violence against police and deepening racial and
ethnic division for decades. Their total lack of self-awareness never ceases to
amaze. Hatemonger Shabazz, who repped the lying Duke lacrosse rape case liar,
dropped into Ferguson to proclaim: "We're not going to let agent
provocateurs ruin things tonight."
From the L.A. riots to Hurricane Katrina to Ferguson, an
eternal truth endures: Tragedy is the mother of poisonous pretension.
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