For Chuckles Johnson, It’s Meltdown Number Two
Charles "Chuckles" Johnson has nailed a disturbed and confused manifesto upon the door of his own little private hell of a Black Hole of the blogosphere. When even tempered blogger James Joyner fisks you into ridiculousness, you know you've, well, jumped the lizard, I suppose.
What intrigues me about this positive response from Culture Kitchen is how quick they are to move past but acknowledge a previous Chuckles meltdown of sorts. Chuckles was never a card-carrying member of the Right, as I tried to tell Markos last night on Twitter. But people are only hearing, or reading what it is they want to read. Chuckles wasn't even much of a neo-con truth be told. He heard little brown people under his bed and became convinced they were climbing over the walls to get at him. In fact, he became worse than many of the very people he now calls names and claims to despise for their, in many cases, imagined hate.
Little Green Footballs went to such a deep end that even a white (albeit nuanced) supremacist Norwegian like the anonymous blogger Fjordman (a darling of the extreme-right blogosphere), had called out Charles Johnson and his blog as examples of Islamophobia and racism in the blogosphere. It also earned the blog it's own "watch blog" (LGF Watch) and even the scorn of Zionist and anti-Jihadist activists.
So is there something new going on at LGF? Are they coming back from that dark ring of hate they used to dwell in?
No, Chuckles has simply replaced one enemy with another. I suppose, as with some, he requires such a thing to survive. Chuckles isn't having an awakening, he's simply living out whatever the hell it is that passes for a reality of sorts in his cyber-induced dream-dementia of a world. Were he ever to truly awaken, he'd probably leave blogging behind. His mind simply isn't strong enough to maintain a single identity as he goes along and posts.
Long live the king, the king is dead, again. One terrorist attack and he'll most likely be back, so infantile is his reasoning. Poor Chuckles Johnson isn't grounded in any one reality at all. It happens out here on the internets, unfortunately for some. Others would do best to simply chuckle with him and move along.