Okay, so here's an amusing thought. Since there's a pretty good chance that Glenn Beck's wild-eyed Howard Beale routine is just that, a routine -- one designed to draw the train wreck rubbernecker crowd and make him loads of money in the process -- here's a question: How long before he really does pretend to have had the Saul-on-the-Road-To-Damacus-style conversion to liberalism that I joked about earlier today? Really, just think of Beck suddenly showing up on the air one day speaking in a calmly affected, robotic monotone, singing the praises of Barack Obama and the government's glorious "socialist" plan for us all.
After everything we've seen Beck pull over the past year or so, is it really all that far-fetched?
And just imagine for a moment the reaction of the paranoid conspiracist nutjobs who typically hang on Beck's every word.
"Holy shit! They got him! Look, Cletus -- the socialists got Glenn! Quick, grab the shotguns and that case of Slim Jims, THIS IS IT! What's that sound? IS THAT HELICOPTERS?!"
It honestly would be the ultimate twist in the ongoing bit of David Lynchian theater Beck's been doing for months.
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