Mark Steyn Huffs His Way Through Another P. J. O'Rourke Impression

Mark Steyn

If this is your life, your life sucks:

Cut loose in one of the greatest cities in the history of the human race, handed an expense account (really?) and a license to write whatever he wants about the 2012 Summer Olympic games, this is what Mark Steyn chooses to fixate upon.

There is no "conservative" movement anymore. There are simply oafish twits, hammering out words, hoping for website traffic and more money. This is yet another example of a mental, moral, and ethical bankruptcy amongst cultural "critics" and conservative thinkers.

Steyn is aping the travel writing of P. J. O'Rourke. His entire piece reads like he took O'Rouke's graduate-level course on finding the things mildly amusing about a place so that they can be spewed back by an embittered old crank who needs to find a thousand more words for a piece no one will want to read twice.

Mark Steyn is proof that if you give someone a chance to witness history, see the majesty of a wonderful spectacle, and revel in the culture of one of the great lights of civilization, he'll stand in the piss of beggars and ingest the sales pitch of a savvy whore.