Beck’s Fall Continues As He Denigrates Palin


The Pink Flamingo thinks we are starting to see the beginning of the end of Glenn Beck.  When someone has an ego as great as  his, and is so poorly grounded in reality, and so terribly disturbed, a position such as his cannot last.  He is proving to be his own worst enemy.

Obviously Sarah Palin has a healthy sense of humor.  Glenn Beck, though, can’t get beyond his ego.

If you’ve not noticed, Glenn Beck’s ego has managed to get the most of him.  His downward slide began the other day when he told our military he thought they should not re-enlist until there was a POTUS he felt was worthy of being Commander-in-Chief.  Now this nasty little remark about Sarah Palin.  Beck later said it was a joke, but sorry Glenn, I’m not laughing.

According to Glenn Beck, Sarah Palin’s not worth much more than kitchen staff.

“…CARLSON: Chances you’ll run on a ticket with Fox’s own Glenn Beck, as was reported earlier this week?

PALIN: I saw that, I saw that. I got a kick out of it, and he probably thought that was just a hoot too to hear such a thing. Um, I don’t know. We’ll see, we’ll see.


BECK: We’ll see, we’ll see.

CO-HOST: He probably thought it was a hoot, though, she was — she was talking about you.

BECK: Yeah, let me just put this rumor to rest cause she’s obviously — she hasn’t ruled — she obviously hasn’t ruled it out.


BECK: Did she not say, and I quote, “We’ll see, we’ll see.” So she clearly hasn’t ruled it out.

CO-HOST: She said it twice, she reiterated it.

BECK: So while she’s considering it, I just want make it very — You’re such a jerk.

CO-HOST: What?

BECK: I’m sure she finds this a hoot. So while she’s still considering it — “we’ll see, we’ll see” — I just want her to know, I’m ruling it out.

CO-HOST: Really?

BECK: A Palin-Beck ticket — I’m absolutely ruling out.

CO-HOST: Oh God, not this again. Please can we not?

BECK: Please can we not? (CROSSTALK) No, no I’m just saying — Beck-Palin, I’ll consider. But Palin-Beck — can you imagine, can you imagine what an administration with the two of us would be like? What? Come on! She’d be yapping or something, and I’d say, “I’m sorry, why am I hearing your voice? I’m not in the kitchen.”…”