Glenn Beck: Eco-alarmists in full spin mode

GLENN: Now we have Howard Dean wanting you to know that you just, if you don't believe in global warming, you just don't believe in science.

VOICE: One of the most disturbing things about the Republican Party over the last couple of decades is they don't believe in science anymore, it's not likely, not an approach that's likely to generate any kind of creative thinking or any serious thinking about the future.

GLENN: Right.

VOICE: People who use snowstorms as an example of why global warming doesn't exist don't understand the science and they don't care.

GLENN: I can't tell you how glad I am to have that science monkey off my back. You know what I mean? Oh, my goodness, I am so

PAT: Keeping us down, hasn't it?

GLENN: Oh, my goodness. I've been watching the evil magic box, you know, that shows pictures of evil ghost people in my bedroom. You know what I mean? And they have been filling me with all sorts of nonsense.

PAT: Really?

GLENN: Yeah. And I'm like, oh, thank goodness the magic box is here now to set things straight. Man. It's like I was listening to this guy and he was like, he asked some politician: Do you believe that the Earth goes around the sun? And I'm in my car: Of course not. The sun is an illusion! Oh, man.

PAT: Man.

GLENN: All right. So thanks, Howard Dean. By the way, you know, anybody who's talking about snowstorms, you know, they don't care about the science, let me just, let me give you some highlights.

VOICE: We need a climate change strategy.

PAT: Senator Robert Byrd.

SENATOR BYRD: Think of the kind of winter we've had. Think of the kind of winter we've had here in Washington.

GLENN: 10,000 year old.

SENATOR BYRD: One snow.

GLENN: Three inches.

SENATOR BYRD: Three inches?

PAT: Global warming, huh.

SENATOR BYRD: Look at the drought and the winters, the difference, differences in the summers.

PAT: Global warming.

VOICE: Also remarked the most optimistic

GLENN: Hang on just a second. You notice that if you say a snowstorm, it doesn't disprove global warming.

PAT: Yes.

GLENN: But if you say no snowstorm, it proves global warming.

PAT: Yes.

GLENN: Nothing really ever disproves their theory.

PAT: Yes. Now you have it. Now you have it.

BOXER: Climate models for the second half of this century suggest that 30 to 70% of the snow pack

PAT: Barbara Boxer.

GLENN: Snow pack. Snow, snow.


PAT: Disappear, gone, no snow.

BOXER: Of the snow pack will disappear. No wonder we have people visiting our offices

PAT: Get this.

BOXER: who are just already hurting

GLENN: They are hurting.

BOXER: from the recreation industry in this nation.

PAT: Big recreation is upset.

GLENN: Oh, my goodness.

PAT: Yes, big recreation is upset. No skiing.

GLENN: Oh, my goodness.

PAT: No skiing, no snow.

GLENN: May I go to Bill Nye, the science guy, please?

PAT: Yes, you may.

GLENN: Here's Bill Nye, the science guy. There's no better statement. Remember, I believe it was Susan Sarandon's husband, Mr. Sarandon, that said, there's a chill wind blowing.

VOICE: A chill wind is blowing in this nation.

GLENN: He was saying there was a chill wind because if you disagreed with going in to kill Saddam Hussein, a chill wind was blowing. "We are called unpatriotic. We are called un American." Here's Bill Nye the science guy.

VOICE: Seasonally appropriate storms and to have the kind of climate forecast and change that's been discussed by most of the reputable scientists in the world.



Bill Nye: You're unpatriotic?

NYE: I know what you're driving at. Necessity, this would be consistent with such a thing, as is no snow near the City of Vancouver on Mt. Cypress there, as is the big mudslides we had here in Southern California day before yesterday and last night.

GLENN: Stop, stop, stop, stop.

PAT: So all of this stuff is consistent with global warming, the lack of snow and the plenty of snow and the mudslides and the lack of mudslides!

GLENN: Oh, my goodness.

PAT: Sandstorms? Global warming! Wind? Global warming!

GLENN: No wind?

PAT: Global warming!

GLENN: No sandstorms?

PAT: Global warming!

GLENN: It's unbelievable. I love this.

PAT: Unbelievable.

GLENN: "You know, I think what a real sign of global warming is, mudslides." There have been mudslides my whole life! I believe we could probably dig up underneath the mud some probably dinosaurs with a big booboo on their head from the mudslide that killed them! I think mudslides in California really? Mudslides are new because of global global warming. All right. Go ahead, Bill.

NYE: There's more energy in the atmosphere and this is stirring things up.

GLENN: Oh, boy.

NYE: If you want to get serious about it.

GLENN: Serious.

NYE: These guys claiming that the snow in Washington disproves climate change

GLENN: Nobody's saying that. Stop, stop!

NYE: Are almost unpatriotic.

GLENN: Oh, boy! Hit the Mr. Sarandon bite again, will you?

VOICE: A chill wind is blowing in this nation.

GLENN: It's un American, unpatriotic, unpatriotic to claim. First of all, who has claimed that this snowstorm is proof that global warming doesn't exist? How many times have I said both for hurricanes and no hurricane, this doesn't one storm, one storm does not prove anything. It is a trend. But let's look at the trends, shall we, Mr. Science Guy? I like you know I can put a lot of stock and credibility into anybody who is, the end of their job title is "Guy." Mr. Radio Guy, Mr. Science Guy. Yes, Mr. President, we have a real problem. Can we get the Science Guy on the phone?

Let's look at the trends. Stu, you follow this much more. When did the trend of really getting hot end?

STU: You mean as far as just the

GLENN: The trends of, you know

STU: Well, 1998 was the warmest year on record.

GLENN: Wait. I'm sorry, what?

STU: 1998.

GLENN: Let me do the math here. I should get Mr. Math guy on. But it seems like 12 years ago.

GLENN: 12 years ago.

STU: It's probably a mistake but it does seem that way.

GLENN: Mr. Math guy should probably get together with Mr. Science guy.

PAT: Twelve years of cooler temperatures don't mean anything.

GLENN: That's Mr. Idiot Guy.

PAT: That's only a dozen years. That doesn't mean anything. Don't confuse twelve years with a pattern. We're looking at trends here.

GLENN: I'm having a hard time figuring out the difference between Mr. Idiot Guy and Mr. Science Guy.

Carter Page, a former advisor to Donald Trump's 2016 presidential campaign, found himself at the center of the Russia probe and had his reputation and career destroyed by what we now know were lies from our own intelligence system and the media.

On the TV show Thursday, Page joined Glenn Beck to speak out about how he became the subject of illegal electronic surveillance by the FBI for more than two years, and revealed the extent of the corruption that has infiltrated our legal systems and our country as a whole.

"To me, the bigger issue is how much damage this has done to our country," Page told Glenn. "I've been very patient in trying to ... find help with finding solutions and correcting this terrible thing which has happened to our country, our judicial system, DOJ, FBI -- these once-great institutions. And my bigger concern is the fact that, although we keep taking these steps forward in terms of these important findings, it really remains the tip of the iceberg."

Page was referencing the report by Justice Department Inspector General Michael Horowitz, which revealed that the FBI made "at least 17 significant errors or omissions" in its Foreign Intelligence Surveillance Act (FISA) applications for warrants to spy on Page, a U.S. citizen.

"I think this needs to be attacked from all angles," Glenn said. "The one angle I'm interested in from you is, please tell me you have the biggest badass attorneys that are hungry, starving, maybe are a little low to pay their Mercedes payments right now, and are just gearing up to come after the government and the media. Are they?"

I can confirm that that is the case," Page replied.

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On Wednesday's TV show, Glenn Beck sat down with radio show host, author, political commentator, and film critic, Michael Medved.

Michael had an interesting prediction for the 2020 election outcome: a brokered convention by the DNC will usher in former First Lady Michelle Obama to run against President Donald Trump.

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On Thursday's "Glenn Beck Radio Program," BlazeTV's White House correspondent Jon Miller described the current situation in Virginia after Gov. Ralph Northam (D) declared a state of emergency and banned people carrying guns at Capitol Square just days before a pro-Second-Amendment rally scheduled on Martin Luther King Jr. Day.

Jon told Glenn that Gov. Northam and the Virginia Legislature are "trying to deprive the people of their Second Amendment rights" but the citizens of Virginia are "rising up" to defend their constitutional rights.

"I do think this is the flashpoint," Jon said. "They [Virginia lawmakers] are saying, 'You cannot exercise your rights ... and instead of trying to de-escalate the situation, we are putting pressure. We're trying to escalate it and we're trying to enrage the citizenry even more'."

Glenn noted how Gov. Northam initially blamed the threat of violence from Antifa for his decision to ban weapons but quickly changed his narrative to blame "white supremacists" to vilify the people who are standing up for the Second Amendment and the Constitution.

"What he's doing is, he's making all all the law-abiding citizens of Virginia into white supremacists," Glenn said.

"Sadly, that's exactly right," Jon replied. "And I think he knows exactly what he's doing."

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Ryan: Trump Louisiana Finale

Photo by Jim Dale

Part One. Part Two. Part Three.

At the end of Trump rallies, I would throw on my Carhartt jacket, sneak out of the press area, then blend in with everyone as they left, filing out through swinging doors.

Often, someone held the door open for me. Just 30 minutes earlier, the same person had most likely had most likely hissed at me for being a journalist. And now they were Sunday smiles and "Oh, yes, thank you, sir" like some redneck concierge.

People flooded out of the arena with the stupidity of a fire drill mishap, desperate to survive.

The air smacked you as soon as you crossed the threshold, back into Louisiana. And the lawn was a wasteland of camping chairs and coolers and shopping bags and to-go containers and soda cans and articles of clothing and even a few tents.

In Monroe, in the dark, the Trump supporters bobbled over mounds of waste like elephants trying to tiptoe. And the trash was as neutral to them as concrete or grass. They plodded over it because it, an object, had somehow gotten in their way.

It did not matter that they were responsible for this wreckage.Out in the sharp-edged moonlight, rally-goers hooted and yapped and boogied and danced, and the bbq food truck was all smoke and paper plates.

They were even more pumped than they had been before the rally, like 6,000 eight year olds who'd been chugging Mountain Dew for hours. Which made Donald Trump the father, the trooper, God of the Underworld, Mr. Elite, Sheriff on high horse, the AR-15 sticker of the family.

Ritualistic mayhem, all at once. And, there in Louisiana, Trump's supporters had gotten a taste of it. They were all so happy. It bordered on rage.

Still, I could not imagine their view of America. Worse, after a day of strange hostilities, I did not care.

My highest priority, my job as a reporter, was to care. To understand them and the world that they inhabit. But I did not give a damn and I never wanted to come back.

Worst of all, I would be back. In less than a week.

Was this how dogs felt on the 4th of July? Hunched in a corner while everyone else gets drunk and launches wailing light into the sky? configurations of blue and red and white.

It was 10:00 p.m. and we'd been traveling since 11:00 a.m., and we still had 5 hours to go and all I wanted was a home, my home, any home, just not here, in the cold sweat of this nowhere. Grey-mangled sky. No evidence of planes or satellites or any proof of modern-day. Just century-old bridges that trains shuffled over one clack at a time.

And casinos, all spangles and neon like the 1960s in Las Vegas. Kitchy and dumb, too tacky for lighthearted gambling. And only in the nicer cities, like Shreveport, which is not nice at all.

And swamp. Black water that rarely shimmered. Inhabited by gadflies and leeches and not one single fish that was pretty.

Full of alligators, and other killing types. The storks gnawing on frogs, the vultures never hungry. The coyotes with nobody to stop them and so much land to themselves. The roaches in the wild, like tiny wildebeests.

Then, the occasional deer carcass on the side of the road, eyes splayed as if distracted, tongue out, relaxed but empty. The diseased willows like skeletons in hairnets. The owls that never quit staring. A million facets of wilderness that would outlive us all.

Because Nature has poise. It thrives and is original.

Because silence is impossible. Even in an anechoic chamber, perfectly soundproofed, you can hear your own heartbeat, steady as a drum. A never-ending war.

I put "Headache" by Grouper on repeat as we glided west. We were deadlocked to asphalt, rubber over tarface.

And I thought about lines from a Rita Dove poem titled "I have been a stranger in a strange land"

He was off cataloging the universe, probably,
pretending he could organize
what was clearly someone else's chaos.

Wasn't that exactly what I was doing? Looking for an impossible answer, examining every single accident, eager for meaning? telling myself, "If it happens and matters the next year, in America, I want to be there, or to know what it means. I owe it to whoever cares to listen."

Humans are collectors and I had gone overboard.

Because maybe this wasn't even my home. These landmarks, what did they mean? Was I obvious here? When I smiled, did I trick them into believing that I felt some vague sense of approval? Or did my expressions betray me?

Out in all that garbage-streaked emptiness — despite the occasional burst of passing halogen — I couldn't tell if everything we encountered was haunted or just old, derelict, broken, useless. One never-ending landfill.

Around those parts, they'd made everything into junk. Homes. Roads. Glass. Nature. Life itself, they made into junk.

I cringed as we passed yet another deer carcass mounded on the side of the road.

As written in Job 35:11,

Who teaches us more than the beasts of the earth and makes us wiser than the birds in the sky?

Nobody. Look at nature and you feel something powerful. Look at an animal, in all of its untamable majesty, and you capture a deep love, all swept up in the power of creation. But, here, all I saw were poor creatures who people had slammed into and kept driving. Driving to where? For what reason? What exactly was so important that they left a trail of dead animals behind them?

So I crossed myself dolorously and said an "Our Father" and recited a stanza from Charles Bukowski's "The Laughing Heart"

you can't beat death but
you can beat death in life, sometimes.
and the more often you learn to do it,
the more light there will be.

Out here, nothing but darkness. Needing some light, by God. Give me something better than a Moon that hides like an underfed coward.

Jade told me about some of the more traumatic things she'd seen while working at the State Fair.

"Bro, they pull roaches out of the iced lemonade jugs and act like nothing happened."

"All right but what about the corn dogs?"

"You do not want to know, little bro."

She looked around in the quiet. "Back in the day, the Louisiana Congress refused to raise the drinking age from 18 to 21," she said. "They didn't want to lose all that drunk gambler money. So the federal government cut off funding to highways."

We glided through moon-pale landscape for an hour before I realized what she had meant. That there weren't any light poles or billboards along the road. Nothing to guide us or distract us. Just us, alone. And it felt like outer space had collapsed, swallowed us like jellybeans.

Like two teenagers playing a prank on the universe.

In the cozy Subaru Crosstrek, in the old wild night, brimming with the uncertainty of life and the nonchalance of failure, we paraded ourselves back to Dallas. Alive in the river silence that follows us everywhere.

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