Good grief. Where is that sweet, sweet, rage maniac bastard, Keith Olbermann, when we need him? Yes, this is what that perpetual asshat Bill O’Reilly has done to us — made us long for the days when shout factory Keith Olbermann cut into O’Reilly and outed his lunacy as not just the random ramblings of a stupid, talking-head pundit, but as the horrible antics that accompany the thoughts and actions of a horrible man; a pattern of behavior perfected by a misogynistic, egotistical, blowhard prick. Sure, sure, Olbermann has his issues, but there was no better historian in all the land that chronicled O’Reilly’s daily dips into the muck-filled depths that continue to buoy his entire broadcast existence. Continue reading