He was just a TV talking head after all, it's not like he married into an inbred family of British royals or ran a charity in Calcutta that catered to the poorest of the poor. Hey you bloodsuckers in the corporate media, it's time to move on and let the man rest in peace. It's time for everybody and their brother who happened to hear the guy cut a fart once to stop mythologizing him. And Mary and James, it's time to stop the crocodile tears. Neither one of you pampered media loving fame whores ever shed a tear over a dead US soldier or an Iraqi family who lost a child when a US bomb hit their house. And you damn sure never went on TV and cried for anyone who was murdered in Afghanistan by the Taliban or the US army. And I know neither of you grieved a second over anyone in Darfur, Gorazde, South Africa, China, Mexico, Peru, or any other place where US corporate policy shafts the locals but makes you and your corporate puppet masters money. Save your tears James and Mary, save them for all the kids in the US who are getting left behind in school, save them for our vanishing wetlands, save them for the people who's lives are ruined by mountain top removal coal mining, and save them for your grandkids who will grow up in a world devastated by the very same businesses and industries that both of you represent and work for.
Oh wait a second, it just hit me why you're both crying so hard now. You two fakers are crying because you lost one of your best shills in the media and now you'll have to wine, dine, and buy out someone new who will spout your talking points on TV as well as Russert did.
