It’s no secret that I don’t like Oliver Willis. He’s a lazy thinker, a mediocre writer and a political hack. He gets bent out of shape whenever I dig at him for “getting paid to blog,” and he very well might be technically right. But when the vast majority of his postings are in lockstep with the positions of his employer, he cites his employer’s work on his blog, and a great deal of his blogging is done during traditional work hours, I think it’s a fair assumption that his bosses don’t really mind him taking time while on their clock to blog. If Glen Reynolds spent a good chunk of his blogging on pushing his law school’s agenda and talking it up, he’d be called a “blog whore” by the Left (and those with integrity on the Right) — and they’d be correct.
But on this one day of the year, I have to give him some credit. I have a deep and abiding loathing for country music — it comes from growing up in northern New Hampshire, where the ONLY radio station I could pick up was a country station. But he convinced me that there is something worthwhile about some country music.
And now I find a second point of agreement with Oliver. Yeah, it’s making me want to wash out my brain with bleach, but I’m gonna have to chalk it up to the broken-clock theory. Oliver proclaims that he’s the proud son of immigrants, and as such he takes a very firm stand on immigration: he supports it, as long as it’s done legally. And he cites as his primary motivation as one of my main ones: the idea of not liking line-cutters and border-jumpers.
Of course, he can’t be completely sane and rational and honest. While his position is one derived from logic and reason and respect, most of the conservatives came to the same conclusion out of racism and bigotry and general right-wing ickiness. It’s just a wild coincidence that they came to the same (correct) position as Oliver.
So there’s twice I have to say Oliver was right on something. I’d say there was hope for the guy, but as long as he’s Soros’ butt-boy and the mouthpiece for the morons at Media Matters, I think he’ll do what he needs to to keep the paychecks coming.
And every time I think of him, I am SO glad that the company I work for is almost entirely ignorant about my blogging career — and those that do know don’t care as long as I don’t mention them.