I can’t believe he believes what he says he does, this man who still holds Woodword in high regard (when nobody else does), reads the pages of the New York Times more religiously than Bible-thumpers he despises read the Bible, a bitter man consumed with his rage against his conservative upbringing, who hates ordinary working people with dirt under their fingernails, or even those who work long hours at unworthy jobs so as to pay the mortgage on crumbling homes they pay too much in taxes to maintain, the son of a son of a working man, too ashamed to live the working life his father did, needing to rise above the ordinary muck, painting himself as an upper west side liberal and a life style he can’t afford to live, hating the common man for having more common sense that he does, too elite for his own good.
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