Despite this delusional pronouncement from the heir to the Kennedy name, Air America remains one of the great failures in the history of broadcasting.
Hide the Jack Daniels. Crazy Uncle bobby is coming over to visit and you need to protect him from himself.
Now, we’re only hypothesizing that it was alcohol talking, but what else could explain RFK Jr’s bizarre claim that Air America was more popular than conservative radio?
Despite this delusional pronouncement from the heir to the Kennedy name, Air America remains one of the great failures in the history of broadcasting. It has a horribly flawed business model, few stations, and few listeners. In the few major markets where it had affiliates, it had one sixth of the listeners of conservative talk radio.
Tavis Smily, any Kennedy and PBS. Mix ‘em all together and you’re sure to get some absolutely stupid comments.
The pathetically unprophetic Robert F. Kennedy, Jr. wrote a column last year in which he bemoaned global warming and suggested that children of the future might never see snow again.
Record levels of global warming piled up in Washington, DC this weekend
The pathetically unprophetic Robert F. Kennedy, Jr. wrote a column last year in which he bemoaned global warming and suggested that children of the future might never see snow again.
As this weekend’s mammoth blizzard proves, RFK, Jr. is a highly-qualified global warming expert and fully prepared to serve on the IPCC (in case you didn’t recognize it, that’s what’s known in journalistic circles as sarcasm).
The Washington Examiner reports the chilling details:
Robert F. Kennedy Jr., who flies around on private planes so as to tell larger numbers of people how they must live their lives in order to save the planet, wrote a column last year on the lack of winter weather in Washington, D.C.
In Virginia, the weather also has changed dramatically. Recently arrived residents in the northern suburbs, accustomed to today’s anemic winters, might find it astonishing to learn that there were once ski runs on Ballantrae Hill in McLean, with a rope tow and local ski club. Snow is so scarce today that most Virginia children probably don’t own a sled. But neighbors came to our home at Hickory Hill nearly every winter weekend to ride saucers and Flexible Flyers.
In those days, I recall my uncle, President Kennedy, standing erect as he rode a toboggan in his top coat, never faltering until he slid into the boxwood at the bottom of the hill. Once, my father, Atty. Gen. Robert Kennedy, brought a delegation of visiting Eskimos home from the Justice Department for lunch at our house. They spent the afternoon building a great igloo in the deep snow in our backyard. My brothers and sisters played in the structure for several weeks before it began to melt. On weekend afternoons, we commonly joined hundreds of Georgetown residents for ice skating on Washington’s C&O Canal, which these days rarely freezes enough to safely skate.
Meanwhile, Exxon Mobil and its carbon cronies continue to pour money into think tanks whose purpose is to deceive the American public into believing that global warming is a fantasy.
Throw another log on the fire, RFK, Jr., or all this global warming fantasy will freeze your ass off.
