Polemicists like Bill O’Reilly ought to be treated as entertainers, because obviously they are not guided by any discernible moral compass and their job is to attract an audience to ad space. And so because the O’Reillies of the world offer a populist, lowbrow entertainment, they should be subject to review. Which brings us to Roger Ebert. Perhaps a touch prudish, nonetheless he for decades has offered those of us who care about these things new angles to look at entertainments, things to consider, reasons to attend or avoid. I’d never have seen, for example, City of God, were it not for an Ebert review, and I’m better for having seen it.
Our Billy has apparently attacked the Chicago Sun-Times for dropping his column. This newspaper endorsed Obama, its first Democrat since LBJ, so apparently it is too liberal. Whatever and anyway, here’s Ebert’s closer:
That reminds me of the famous story about Squeaky the Chicago Mouse. It seems that Squeaky was floating on his back along the Chicago River one day. Approaching the Michigan Avenue lift bridge, he called out: Raise the bridge! I have an erection!