One Jew can't speak for nor defend the actions of all or any other Jew. Same holds true for American Indians, etc.
This man Savage is a looney tunes. The fact that America has embraced him says a lot about America today. In other times he would likely be in a padded cell, taking his medications. arthur -----Original Message----- From: Ray Evans Harrell [mailto:[EMAIL PROTECTED] Sent: Monday, March 10, 2003 2:06 PM To: Cordell, Arthur: ECOM; [EMAIL PROTECTED] Subject: Re: [Futurework] What is going on here? But, if one scapegoats at the first opportunity, do they have the right to complain about those who did same in the past to their particular group? This is an issue for all of us who are from small groups in the world. Also I would never call his particular group "white" as he claims. It was not so in the past and I don't see what has changed in the present. Do you? REH ----- Original Message ----- From: <[EMAIL PROTECTED]> To: <[EMAIL PROTECTED]>; <[EMAIL PROTECTED]> Sent: Monday, March 10, 2003 11:33 AM Subject: RE: [Futurework] What is going on here? > Thanks for this. I happened to hear this program one day while driving. I > was amazed at the tone of the program. > > Reading this it seems that Savage has tapped into the underlying anger that > makes up America today. Angry at the world (lost big time in stocks, lost > your pension, lost your job)? Can't afford to buy a bigger SUV? Still > angry? Listen to Savage. It is called scapegoating. Worked in the past. > Works today. Will work tomorrow. Nothing like having an "other" to throw > darts at to explain today's woes. > > arthur > > -----Original Message----- > From: Ray Evans Harrell [mailto:[EMAIL PROTECTED] > Sent: Sunday, March 09, 2003 8:04 PM > To: futurework > Subject: [Futurework] What is going on here? > > > On MSNBC Phil Donahue was fired to hire this fellow. What do you think? > Is this the true future of Journalistic work? This is from Salon > Magazine. > > REH > > > > Michael Savage's long, strange trip > How a Jewish kid from the Bronx went from swimming naked with Allen Ginsberg > to spewing the ugliest bile on talk radio. > - - - - - - - - - - - - > By David Gilson > > March 5, 2003 | At first glance, Michael Alan Weiner seems like an > improbable candidate to be America's angriest, most vicious conservative > radio host. Born 60 years ago in the Bronx, Weiner has lived in Northern > California for most of his adult life, making a living as an herbalist and > nutritionist. He communed with Fijian traditional healers, got married in a > rain forest and studied ethno-medicine at the University of California at > Berkeley. He swam naked with Allen Ginsberg, dreamed of being the next Lenny > Bruce and wrote a rambling novel about a half-mad alter ego. His son's > middle name is Goldencloud. For years, he made a name cranking out a pile of > books on alternative medicine, recommending bizarre remedies such as using > vitamin C to stop AIDS and kicking cocaine with coffee enemas. > These days, Weiner's more interested in purging the body politic. Using the > pseudonym Michael Savage, he's launched a one-man mission to save America > from its enemies at home and abroad, which on any given day includes > liberals, gays, academics, the homeless, the Clintons, immigrants, > feminists, CNN, the American Civil Liberties Union, Muslims and other > minorities. Broadcasting three hours a day, five afternoons a week, from a > rented studio in downtown San Francisco, he gives voice to the right wing's > darkest fantasies. He muses about launching preemptive nuclear strikes on > the Middle East ("I wish to God the hatches were open and the missiles were > flying!"), suggests gunning down illegal immigrants ("If we had a > government, we'd blow them out of the desert with airplanes!"), dreams of > dispatching with "commies, pinkos and perverts" and other undesirables ("I > say round them up and hang 'em high!") and even paraphrases a remark > attributed to Nazi leader Hermann Goering ("When I hear someone's in the > civil rights business, I oil up my AR-15!") > > Woe be unto those who label him racist, sexist or homophobic -- or even > worse, threaten his livelihood. When an Oregon group started a boycott of > his advertisers last summer, he became downright apoplectic. "I'm more > powerful than you are, you little hateful nothings!" he screeched, before > intoning darkly in his trademark New-Yawk accent: "I'm gonna warn you again: > If you harm me -- and I pray that no harm comes to you -- but I can't > guarantee that it won't." Just last week, Savage fumed about the "brownshirt > groups" who dare to criticize him: "You stinking rats who hide in the > sewers! ... You think I'm going to roll over like a pussy? You're wrong!" > > Such vitriolic ranting is over the top, even by the ever-declining standards > of talk-radio decorum. Yet, in this time of war fever and hyperpatriotism, > inflammatory rhetoric draws conservative ditto-heads and liberal > rubberneckers alike, and that translates into big ratings. Since launching > "The Savage Nation" on San Francisco's KSFO 560 AM more than eight years > ago, Savage has gone from being just another right-winger with a big mouth, > a hyperinflated ego and a sizable chip on his shoulder to becoming the > nation's fifth most-popular talk-radio personality, a host with enough > leverage to land Vice President Dick Cheney as a guest. His book, "The > Savage Nation: Saving America From the Liberal Assault on Our Borders, > Language and Culture," has been perched at the top of the New York Times > bestseller list for over a month, and now he's slated to get his own program > on MSNBC. > > Michael Weiner's long and circuitous road has taken him from being a > scientist and entrepreneur, through stints as a hipster, novelist and > aspiring comedian, to becoming the personification of straight white male > rage. Today he likes to play up his unconventional career path, to an > extent. He's the kind of guy who never lets anyone forget he has a Ph.D. His > Web site reminds visitors that he is a "World Famous Herbal Expert" and the > author of 18 books. But just as his gap-toothed grin has been replaced by a > row of airbrushed pearly whites on the front cover of his new book, he gives > his audience a whitewashed version of his past. The real story is far more > interesting, not just for its ironies and contradictions, but for the often > disturbing clues it provides about the man now so well known as Michael > Savage. He's gone through at least one political makeover. He's turned on > old friends, or they've turned on him. If his semi-autobiographical novel is > any guide to his own life, he's keeping a few skeletons in his closet. > > In the end, the picture that emerges from his books, from interviews with > past and current associates, and from his radio show is that "The Savage > Nation" is just the latest undertaking of a man who's spent his life trying > to get the world to notice him. > > Savage's office said he was too busy preparing for his TV show to be > interviewed for this article. Earlier interview requests by phone and e-mail > prompted an irritated phone call from a woman named Janet, who announced > that Savage would not speak with me. Asked if she was his wife -- who > happens to be named Janet -- she said she was not. "I am not affiliated with > him," she insisted. "I'm just a fan." After a few minutes of testy back and > forth, she suggested that it would be unfortunate if my e-mail address and > phone number were somehow posted across the Internet. > > Savage has come a long way since he emceed school assemblies at P.S. 42 in > the Bronx. His father, a Russian Jewish immigrant, made a living selling > antique bronzes on Orchard Street. An imposing figure who died of a heart > attack in the early 1970s, he is the frequent subject of his son's on-air > stories. Speaking at a convention sponsored by the trade magazine Radio & > Records in March 2001, Savage recalled getting his first lesson in > politics -- and cynicism -- from his dad. "[H]e explained politics to me > very clearly. He said, 'You see, this is how the world works ... In this > beautiful country of ours there are two bands of thieves: the Republicans > and the Democrats.'" > > Though Savage waxes nostalgic about such father-and-son moments, it appears > that his parents were no Ozzie and Harriet. "I was raised on neglect, anger, > and hate," he writes in "The Savage Nation." But growing up with little > parental approval or praise was a good thing, he says. "Frankly, that's why > I'm driven the way I am." > > Savage, who now decries "propaganda about America being the Land of > Immigrants," isn't ashamed of his own immigrant parents. However, his Jewish > upbringing is strictly taboo. And he often makes Joseph Lieberman, Barbra > Streisand and Larry King the butt of stale ethnic jokes. Brad Kava, radio > columnist for the San Jose Mercury News and a longtime Savage critic, thinks > Savage's ambivalence toward Jews is a misguided attempt to pander to > conservative Christians. "He's Jewish, but he always acts like he's > Christian," he says. In his book "The Savage Nation," for example, he > complains of an anti-Christian bias in America. When Kava, who is Jewish, > "outed" Savage several years ago, Savage reported him to the Anti-Defamation > League. Dr. Robert F. Cathcart, a longtime friend of the talk-show star, > speculated in a telephone interview that Savage says little about his > background so that he appears more "neutral" when he discusses Israel or > religious topics. > > Everyone who has ever known Michael Weiner seems to agree that he has always > been a big talker. One of his classmates from Jamaica High School in Queens, > which Weiner graduated from in 1959, recalls him as a garrulous character: > "He was on the short side, and he was intense -- a fast talker, and always > hatching some scheme or other." "The fellow I knew was a natural comic and > as reliable as a clock," remembers another classmate, who says the teenage > Weiner was "non-political." His yearbook page notes his participation in the > Chemistry Lab Squad, school government, and the Rifle Squad, presaging his > interest in science, politics and firearms. > > Weiner was also something of a dreamer, and he hoped to follow in the > footsteps of his hero, the naturalist Charles Darwin. After getting a > biology degree from Queens College, he went as far west -- and as far from > home -- as possible, winding up in Oahu, Hawaii, where he earned master's > degrees in anthropology and botany from the University of Hawaii. Throughout > the late 1960s and early 1970s, he traveled to Tonga, Fiji and other South > Pacific island nations to study traditional herbal medicine. His new wife, > Janet, and their young son, Russell Goldencloud, often accompanied him on > his travels. Local healers warmly welcomed him, and he became passionately > convinced that their expertise could be used to cure modern ailments. Thus > began a quest to salvage-- not savage-- this "ethnic wisdom" before Western > influences destroyed it. His research on the sedative kava kava and other > Fijian medicinal plants served as the basis for his doctoral work at U.C. > Berkeley. His 1978 dissertation, on file in the U.C. Berkeley library, shows > his degree was in nutritional ethnomedicine. However, the bio in the back of > Savage's book and on his Web site says it was in epidemiology and nutrition > science. > > In 1974, Weiner moved to the San Francisco Bay Area. His family first > settled in Fairfax, a sleepy town in Marin County that Michael Savage would > lambaste three decades later as "un-Fairfax," hometown of "Taliban Rat Boy" > John Walker Lindh. From there, he started making trips into San Francisco to > hang around the North Beach literary scene. According to Stephen Schwartz, > who was then a left-wing activist and writer, Weiner carried an unusual > letter of introduction. "He had met Allen Ginsberg in Fiji," he recalls. "He > had this photograph of himself swimming naked with Ginsberg." Poet and > biographer Neeli Cherkovski says Ginsberg and Lawrence Ferlinghetti, the > owner of City Lights Bookstore, introduced him to Savage in 1976. "All I > knew was that he was this hip guy who'd been traveling in the South Seas, > finding ways to use tropical plants to help end diseases," he recalls. The > two became friends. "We had a lot of fun times. He's very smart, intelligent > and very lively," says Cherkovski, who is now writer-in-residence at San > Francisco's New College. Weiner told Cherkovski that he dreamed of becoming > a stand-up comic in the mold of Lenny Bruce and they talked of doing a > comedy routine together. > > But he didn't make the big splash he had hoped for. Schwartz says Weiner's > increasingly bizarre behavior eventually alienated him from the North Beach > crowd. "After he had been there a while, his personality began to change. He > became much more aggressive. He would collar you and demand that you eat > with him, listen to him," he says. According to Schwartz, Weiner openly > carried a gun and made public scenes when he ran into his former friends and > acquaintances. "He would come into Cafe Trieste and start yelling at me that > I was a nobody and he was a somebody." > > Today, Savage still has few kind words for his old lefty literary friends. > In "The Savage Nation," he writes off City Lights as "that once-famous > communist bookstore" and rips into an unnamed beat poet, calling him > "latrine slime." "Now he just screams at us in the streets," sighs > Ferlinghetti, who once went to Hawaii with Weiner and his family. He views > Weiner's reincarnation as Michael Savage as "total opportunism," the > crowning achievement of someone who was "always looking to make a fast buck" > and "always trying to think up new schemes to get famous." > Weiner did have a knack for combining the promise of herbal medicine with > good old-fashioned hucksterism. From his home, he started vanity projects > such as the Fund for Ethnic Medicine and the Alzheimer's Research Institute, > which he plugged on his book jackets and in letters to the New York Times. > He concocted feel-good beverages like Tea of Life and Herbal-Seltzer and > sold a line of herbal supplements from a Web site called Herbs That Heal. > Visitors to the now-defunct site were welcomed with photographs of Weiner > collecting herbs in the South Pacific, soulfully soaking in the culture of > what Michael Savage belittles as the "turd world." The 1992 edition of "The > Herbal Bible," published by his wife's imprint, Quantum Books, modestly > noted that its author was "credited with starting the herbal revolution." > > He was also a prolific writer, churning out 18 titles in 20 years. "[D]on't > assume for a minute that they were junk books and marginally published," he > snaps in "The Savage Nation." "They weren't. They were top of the line. They > were the Rolls-Royce of the field." "Earth Medicine -- Earth Foods" and > "Weiner's Herbal" are well-respected references and are still cited widely > on herbal and homeopathic Web sites. Most of his books, with their glorified > lists of plants and their properties, are about as dry as a handful of > powdered dogwood root (which, according to Weiner, makes a good tonic for > treating fevers). But buried in the details is a sprinkling of flaky > affirmations and kooky assertions. > > For example, in "Plant a Tree: a Guide to Regreening America," Weiner wrote > dreamily about our "plant allies" and suggested that every state appoint its > own "tree czar." "Dictators seem to like trees," he ruminated. "Who knows > what a benevolent, nature-loving tyrant might do for the retreeing of > America?" In "The Way of the Skeptical Nutritionist," he ventured that a > person's ideal diet should be determined by his or her ethnicity. "Getting > Off Cocaine: 30 Days to Freedom" promised blow addicts "an alternative plan > for getting 'high' -- legally and naturally!" The treatment involved > ingesting a daily cocktail of Sudafed, vitamins C and E, and amino acids, as > well as self-administering the occasional coffee enema. "Use a good quality > coffee," Weiner advised. "Not decaffeinated or instant." > > Michael Savage's homophobic rants against what he calls "anal rights" were > foreshadowed by the 1986 book "Maximum Immunity." In it, Weiner glommed onto > some of the wilder ideas about AIDS that were circulating at the time. He > called for mandatory nationwide AIDS testing and suggested using massive > doses of vitamin C to slow down and even reverse the disease's progress. > When he was done suggesting cures, he looked for scapegoats. He demanded > that gays "accept the blame" for the rise of AIDS, then grumbled, "Those who > practice orgiastic sex, with many partners, and use street drugs are not > likely to respond to reason." > > "Maximum Immunity" also hinted that its author was dealing with some heavy > issues of his own. In one passage, Weiner wrote about his decision to take > up jogging so that he might avoid his father's untimely fate. Everything > went well until he started hearing things. "An inner 'voice' began to > demand, 'Stop ... I can't take this anymore.'" he wrote. Fearing a "nervous > collapse," Weiner traded his running shoes for a bike and soothed his > jangled nerves by curling up on the sofa with a mug of passionflower herbal > tea and ingesting "megadoses" of vitamins. Feeling much better, he > concluded: "I learned to calm the inner debate that had threatened to drown > me in madness!" > > Such extreme mood swings are regular occurrences on "The Savage Nation." > Even the phrase "I can't take this anymore!" (usually shouted at full > volume) has become a Savage catchphrase. James Hilliard, who produced "The > Savage Nation" at KSFO for nearly three years in the late 1990s, says that > talk radio provided Savage with an outlet for his unpredictable temperament. > As he recalls, "The show was really driven by Michael's mood. At times, he > could be very quiet, mellow, low-key, and then be a maniac on the air." > > This maniacal tendency, and the roiling emotions that fueled it, were laid > bare in "Vital Signs," Michael Weiner's first and only book of fiction, > published in 1983. A collection of confessional, stream-of-consciousness > stories, it follows the exploits of Samuel Trueblood, who just happens to be > a 40-ish New York Jew, an herbalist and writer with a tumultuous personal > life, a substantial assortment of inner demons and a bit of a Napoleon > complex. "I am physically not tall, but my eyes burn with fire," he states. > "Two black fires of Hell." Trueblood narrates a series of misadventures, > from procuring an illegal backroom abortion for his fianc�e to beating the > stuffing out of an abusive cop. > > Trueblood describes his life as one long search for inner peace. He blames > much of his discontent on his "childhood beneath tyranny," during which he > was cowed by his bullying father. Trueblood describes how his father mocked > him with "brutal jokes and chides, 'gentle' kidding: 'You're not a fag, are > you Sam?' the little man would say each time the boy dared wear a colorful > shirt or flashy trousers." Unable to shake his dead father's disapproving > influence, the adult Samuel is tortured by feelings of weakness and > inadequacy. "I am filled with fears," he admits, "nearly all the time > feeling I am about to become totally insane." > > Even after moving to mellow Marin County, becoming a successful herbalist > and starting a family, Trueblood remains plagued by his "underlying > sadness." Not even trusty passionfruit tea can bring him off this bummer. In > one passage, he almost loses it in front of his wife and two young children: > > "Inner voice screaming at me for years, first rational, then crazy, telling > me to do mad things. Every form of relief tried, painting, psychotherapy, > running, diet, vitamins, etc., etc. Almost uncontrollable now. Impulses to > stab children, strangers, wife, self with scissors." > > Eventually, Trueblood seeks solace in chasing skirts. (Though he admits to > being drawn to "masculine beauty," he confides that "I choose to override my > desires for men when they swell in me, waiting out the passions like a > storm, below decks.") While his wife stays home with the kids, he beds a > young "cockswell" with a "dykish haircut" and skin "[s]ofter than that > Northern Indian prostitute in Fiji whose covering was as soft as that of my > own penis." And so it goes for another 50 pages. > > No doubt the anti-abortion, anti-gay, pro-family Michael Savage would > disapprove of such a perverted excuse for literature, with all its > gratuitous references to illegal abortions, repressed homosexuality and > shameless philandering. But it's impossible not to notice the similarity > between Trueblood, the tormented seeker, and Savage, a man whose "inner > voice" precipitated an existential crisis over jogging. Neeli Cherkovski > says that the chapter in "Vital Signs" about Trueblood's father is based on > Weiner's own life, recalling that he went with the author back to the Bronx > to see the site of his father's store. But Cherkovski won't speculate about > the rest. "I think he [Weiner] is a person who had a lot of wild > experiences," Cherkovski says. "He tested a lot of waters." Even the book's > dedication, to Weiner's wife, suggests that he wasn't making everything up: > "Who would listen to such tales and live with he who lived them but she, the > unshakably faithful Janet." > > For most of the 1970s and 1980s, Weiner focused on curing people's > illnesses, not society's ills. "For 10 or 15 years, I was the revered herbal > doctor," he recollected at the Radio & Records convention. "I was Mr. Nice > Guy Nutritionist. Nobody knew my politics. I was talking about healing and > I'd go to health food conventions and I'd give speeches about vitamins and > herbs. Nobody ever saw this as controversial ... They liked me!" > > But beneath the surface, Weiner was becoming more and more conservative. > Stephen Schwartz, who went from being a self-described Trotskyite to > neoconservative and is now senior policy analyst at the Foundation for the > Defense of Democracies, says that Weiner was a "typical left liberal" in the > 1970s. Neeli Cherkovski, who is gay, notes that Weiner was not homophobic > when they first met. However, he says Weiner's shift rightward coincided > with his increasing aversion to gay activism. Robert Cathcart, who's been > close to Weiner since the mid-1980s, says he's always known his friend as an > outspoken conservative, at least in private. > > Since Weiner's conservative leanings took a hard right turn, he's complained > that he was held back because of his race, gender and political beliefs. He > currently gripes that no institute of higher education would hire him, > despite his qualifications. "I discovered I could not gain a professorship > even after applying many times," he writes in "The Savage Nation." "My > crime? I was a white male." The r�sum� he has presented over the years tells > another story. On air, he's mentioned that he was once affiliated with > Harvard. On the back of his books, he has boasted of being a faculty member > at U.C. Santa Cruz, a visiting scholar at the Hebrew University School of > Pharmacy and a senior research fellow at the University of Heath Sciences at > Chicago Medical School. He's also claimed to have done "important research" > for the National Cancer Institute at the National Institutes of Health. Not > bad for someone who's been blacklisted from the ivory tower. > > The last straw apparently came in 1994, when publishers rejected Weiner's > latest manuscript, "Immigrants and Epidemics," which contended that > infectious diseases such as T.B. were being brought into the U.S. by > Southeast Asian immigrants. Fed up, Weiner rented a recording studio in > Sausalito and produced a mock talk show with his wife and a couple of > buddies playing callers. Michael Savage was born. > > In his new job, Savage employed all the self-promotional tricks he had > picked up while going from Charles Darwin wannabe to world-famous herbal > expert. In early 1996, he applied to become dean of the U.C. Berkeley > Graduate School of Journalism. Unable to appreciate the journalistic > qualities of Savage's radio program or his 18 books, his alma mater denied > him an interview, instead hiring China scholar and journalist Orville > Schell. Savage sued Berkeley with the help of a conservative legal fund > started by David Horowitz (who wrote approvingly of the case in Salon), > accusing it of discriminating against a conservative in favor of a man he > has called a "front for the communist Chinese mafia." The case never went to > trial. During the run-up to the 2000 election, Savage laid claim to the > phrase > "compassionate conservative," and said he planned to sue George W. Bush for > intellectual property theft. Like many of Savage's threats of imminent > litigation, this one soon faded away. But sure enough, he had self-published > a book called "The Compassionate Conservative Speaks" in 1995 and, ever the > savvy businessman, had trademarked the term in 1998. > > Even Savage's two kids were swept up in his relentless drive for publicity. > His Web site advertised Rockstar, a liver-cleansing beverage marketed by his > son that enables its drinkers to "party like a rock star." Last spring, > Savage told his listeners about a third-grade teacher in San Diego, Calif., > who had saved a child from choking, and demanded that the state school > superintendent give her an official commendation. "If she was a minority > teacher and picked up a paper clip on the floor, then a commendation would > be in order," he sniped. He neglected to mention that the "hero teacher," > Rebecca Lin Yops, was in fact his daughter, who had changed her last name > after her recent marriage. > Armed with his natural loquaciousness and a kill button, Savage's love > affair with the sound of his own voice deepened. Obsequious fans obliged him > by calling him "Doctor Savage," prompting him to expound his theories on how > gays and immigrants spread disease and were corrupting the nation. "It's the > greatest revenge there is, having a talk show," he crowed in "The > Compassionate Conservative Speaks." And as his rhetoric became ever more > grandiose and outrageous, his ratings -- and political clout -- grew. "The > Savage Nation" became the Bay Area's No. 1 drive-time radio program. Savage > lunched with Democratic San Francisco Mayor Willie Brown and started landing > big-name conservative guests such as Benjamin Netanyahu and Vice President > Dick Cheney, who, apparently unaware of the show's usual host-centered > format, commended Savage for "providing a forum where we can have a good > discussion." > > Looking for a way to leverage his newfound influence, Savage founded the > Paul Revere Society, a political club whose goals have included the > imprisonment of antiwar activists for sedition, loyalty oaths for immigrants > and the eventual establishment of "a haven for compassionate conservatives" > called "Revere-Town." A fee of $40 gets new members a Savage Nation baseball > cap and an anti-affirmative action pamphlet called "The Death of the White > Male." There's also the promise that one day they might get to meet the > founder and executive director in person. But given Savage's reclusiveness, > they may have to wait a while. The group's last major event took place in > November 2000, when it held its fifth annual "Compassionate Conservative > Convention" in San Rafael, not far from Savage's home. Since then, Savage > made himself available to fans only at dinner parties, and only after they > forked over more than a hundred bucks. Meanwhile, according to papers filed > with the IRS, this nonprofit "educational organization" took in over > $150,000 in donations in 2001 and expects to take in $250,000 this year. > > The success of "The Savage Nation" and its spinoffs is the culmination of a > lifelong quest for attention, fame and money. And that raises the question > of whether Michael Savage is just a persona created to milk conservatives > and taunt liberals. Robert Cathcart thinks his old friend intentionally > exaggerates his politics and personality to get a rise out of his audience. > "It's showmanship," he says. "He makes enemies of everybody. He doesn't > believe half the stuff he says. On air, he's the ultimate type-A > personality, but he quiets down at home." Former "Savage Nation" producer > James Hilliard concurs. "I think Michael does have an excellent sense of > putting on a show," he says. "I think he learned or was told at an early > point that this is an entertainment medium, and he thought of himself as an > entertainer." > However, as Savage rips into another hapless caller or gets exercised about > the latest liberal atrocity, it often feels like he's crossed the line > between public shtick and personal catharsis. On the air, he lets everything > hang out, truly living up to the warning of "psychological nudity" > advertised at the beginning of every show. This is what makes "The Savage > Nation" so simultaneously maddening and fascinating -- as Savage heads over > the brink one more time, you have to wonder whether someday he'll go over > for good. Cathcart and Hilliard are right when they say the show is not just > about politics. But it's not just about entertainment, either. It is about > one man grappling with his ambitions and fears while America listens. For > Michael Weiner, talk radio is the ultimate talking cure. > - - - - - - - - - - - - > About the writer > David Gilson is a journalist who lives in the San Francisco Bay Area. > > _______________________________________________ > Futurework mailing list > [EMAIL PROTECTED] > http://scribe.uwaterloo.ca/mailman/listinfo/futurework > _______________________________________________ > Futurework mailing list > [EMAIL PROTECTED] > http://scribe.uwaterloo.ca/mailman/listinfo/futurework > _______________________________________________ Futurework mailing list [EMAIL PROTECTED] http://scribe.uwaterloo.ca/mailman/listinfo/futurework
