Lewis Black Exposes Glenn Beck’s ‘Nazi Tourette’s’

Well I knew there was something wrong with that pant-hooting baboon of a man, who likes nothing more than the hysteria of his own tormented voice screeching until his teeth shatter; his show is a pantomime of the his own crazed damaged mind, a carnival of the grotesque, a place where ignorant contempt and fragmented insights breed like bacteria.

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