Glenn Beck: Lawrence O'Donnell is a coward

GLENN: We have the new theme from the Lawrence O'Donnell show.

(Music playing)

GLENN: He was basically calling GOP GOP's Michael Steele a minstrel that was

just dancing for his master. So I think this should actually be the new theme.

Can we we should just, we should start it here for the for NBC. You know,

Lawrence, why don't you just send Michael Steele a pair of white gloves,

seriously. Man, if Lawrence could just dress Michael Steele up as a lawn jockey,

wouldn't that be great? You'd use that, maybe you'd just make that Lawrence, why

don't you just make that into your logo of your show. You just have Michael

Steele, you know, in the little corner of the for your logo. Just, that would be

I don't think that would be racist at all to say.

STU: Wouldn't be racist. I just it would crowd out the masturbation theme a

little bit, and that's an issue.

GLENN: Okay, stop. You know, the interesting thing here is I'm going to continue

to torture him because that is exactly what the left does. I don't think that

Lawrence O'Donnell is a racist, I don't think he meant that it was a minstrel

show. I don't think he meant that reference at all, but they would never, ever

give that credit to anyone else. Ever. Ever.

PAT: Nobody on the right would ever get the benefit of the doubt.



MSNBC’s O’Donnell to Steele: ‘Mr. Chairman, I Sincerely Apologize’

GLENN: No. And he immediately came out and


he apologized and said I didn't mean it that way, blah, blah blah. And what

would they do? They would continue to say, it doesn't matter; I know what's in

his heart. So Larry, we know what's in your heart. You're an evil, evil racist,

bigoted man.

STU: (Laughing).

STU: And he did actually apologize, Pat?

GLENN: Yeah, he did.

STU: Really?

PAT: Yeah, he did.

GLENN: But he only apologized after he had to.

PAT: Well, he got a call immediately, he talks about this, and he even plays we

have the audio.

GLENN: Oh, you do?

PAT: Yeah, if you want to hear it.

GLENN: But if we play it, only Lawrence O'Donnell has heard this happened on the

show?

PAT: Yeah.

GLENN: Only Lawrence O'Donnell heard this.

STU: Assuming he wasn't wearing noise cancelling headphones.

GLENN: He may have.

STU: If he was, then no one heard it.

GLENN: Yeah, he may have. All right. Go ahead.

VOICE: We actually prerecorded the interview with Michael Steele a few hours

before the show. So he did not have a chance to hear those words in that

introduction.

GLENN: Wait, you mean the words of when he called him a minstrel, just dancing

for his masters?

PAT: Right.

STU: This is great. He pretapes the interview, then talks tough in the intro

like he's this big tough guy.

GLENN: Sarah, what would be an appropriate song to lead the Lawrence O'Donnell

show every night? Do you have any, any suggestions at all?

(Music playing).

GLENN: Huh, all right. This would be an interesting selection. Go ahead.

O'DONNELL: At 10:00 p.m. he called me and left this voice mail.

STEELE: Hey, this is Chairman Michael Steele calling. I wanted to touch bases

with you and follow up on the interview yesterday. First, the disappointment

that you would refer to me in effect as a slave to the RNC by referring to the

RNC and the, you know, leadership of this party as my mastor

GLENN: Hold on just a second, just a little just a little Al Jolson for

Lawrence. Hey, Larry, we all love going back to 1930 whatever, when race

relations were the way apparently you want them to be. All right, go ahead,

Michael Steele.

STEELE: I'm not really appreciated, you know. I've had to put up with that crap

my entire political life, you know. Really disappointed in your reference there

and would appreciate a correction to the record because you can imagine if, umm,

the RNC referred to Barack Obama as a, you know, a slave to the Democratic Party

or more appropriately as you put it

GLENN: A minstrel dancer.

STEELE: you know, the Democratic Party is masters to Barack Obama, you would be

hitting the roof on the air. So I think we need to check that.

O'DONNELL: I called him back immediately and apologized for using the word that

he found offensive. Those of us who are not descended from slaves can never know

the full impact of the word "Master" in the ears of an African American man.

Michael Steele told me, quote, sort of stung. He could not have been more

gracious and forgiving. He also told me, quote, the interview was a lot of fun;

I loved our give and take; I will be back on the show. I invited him on the show

tonight so that I could apologize to him directly in front of everyone who had

seen the interview. He said that wasn't necessary and that the apology on the

phone was more than anyone else had done who had sleighted him in the past. He

shared with me a bitter memory about a congressman who four years ago in the

heat of a campaign publicly accused Steele of slavishly reporting the Republican

Party.

PAT: Oh, boy.

O'DONNELL: Michael Steele is still waiting for a personal apology on that one.

GLENN: Oh, boy.

O'DONNELL: As to the rewrite, what I should have said is

GLENN: Yes.

O'DONNELL: as the first congressional election during his party chairmanship

approaches, Michael Steele is dancing as fast as he can trying to charm

independent voters and tea partyers

GLENN: Hold on just a second.

O'DONNELL: while never forgetting.

GLENN: Hold on just a second. So he should still use the dancing minstrel thing.

He's still a dancing minstrel. Charming people. Okay, all right, Larry. I think

you've learned your lesson. Yes, go ahead.

O'DONNELL: His job title, chairman of the Republican National Committee.

PAT: All right.

STU: By the way, who

GLENN: Turn this up. This is the best part.

(Music playing)

GLENN: Now, Lawrence, Lawrence O'Donnell talks about the slavishly the reference

there. Can you help us out with that?

STU: Yeah, there was a congressman who called Michael Steele, said he was

slavishly supporting the Republican Party, and that was a completely racist mark

by Republican Steny Hoyer who came out and really

PAT: Steny Hoyer's a Democrat.

STU: You say these things over the line, Pat. Don't defend him because he's a

Republican.

PAT: No, I'm not.

STU: Steny Hoyer, he shouldn't have said it.

PAT: He's not a Republican.

STU: Steny Hoyer?

PAT: He's the majority leader in the House for the Democrats.

STU: Currently?

PAT: Yeah, currently the majority leader.

STU: Wow.

GLENN: Hang on just a second. I'm wondering if Lawrence O'Donnell thinks that...

thinks that maybe Michael Steele could dance and do this, the whistling thing?

That's pretty cool. I'd vote for any candidate.

PAT: Huh?

STU: Nice.

GLENN: That was you, Pat?

PAT: Yeah. But I wasn't dancing at the same time.

GLENN: Wow. What candidate do you want me to vote for?

PAT: Christine O'Donnell?

GLENN: Really?

GLENN: Yes.

GLENN: She wants to ban she wants to ban masturbation.

PAT: I know. That's because it's evil, but I want you to vote for her anyway.

GLENN: How are you going to have the masturbation police come in? I heard it on

the Lawrence O'Donnell show.

PAT: They are going to break down doors all over the country.

GLENN: Really?

PAT: Yeah.

GLENN: And you're for that?

PAT: And just shoot people.

GLENN: And you're for that?

PAT: Of course I'm for that.

GLENN: Are you a Fabian socialist?

PAT: No, but I'm just, I'm a person who's got moral values.

GLENN: So I don't understand the connection there. You're just for anybody with

moral

PAT: I'm just for anybody who is doing something that evil to be shot dead.

GLENN: Huh, really?

PAT: Yeah.

GLENN: I didn't know that.

PAT: Yeah. It's in the Bible. I'm still in the Bible here. I'm still in the

Bible text.

STU: Thank you, Jeremiah, for that.

GLENN: I appreciate that.

PAT: Sure.

GLENN: When you said it was in the Bible, I thought it was like that other guy

that wanted to make sure that your wife only answers to you in Florida, you

know, that Grayson is losing to. You know.

STU: That's right.

PAT: Yeah, by what, seven points?

PAT: Seven points.

STU: Yeah.

GLENN: Does he even need to have his name on the ballot or can it just be Allan

Grayson: The other person.

STU: Right.

GLENN: The other person, not Allan Grayson.

STU: You know when you're an incumbent and you're rocketing up to 36% from your

own constituency, you are a good you are doing well.

PAT: On fire.

STU: You're doing well.

GLENN: By the way, MSNBC, I don't know if the rights to this music still

available. I mean-- but you should check into them for the Lawrence O'Donnell

show. But they're also doing something else very special. Can we play the

Declaration of Forward, their new ad campaign. And listen to this.

(Ad campaign playing)

GLENN: They're showing all pictures of...

VOICE: We hold these truths to be self evident.

GLENN: Yes, what are they?

VOICE: That all men and women have certain unalienable rights.

GLENN: Given by who?

VOICE: Life.

GLENN: Life.

VOICE: Liberty.

GLENN: Liberty.

VOICE: Pursuit of happiness.

GLENN: Yes, but who gave them?

VOICE: And the freedom to believe that while history has gotten us this far...

our best days are still ahead.

GLENN: Yes. Yes?

VOICE: We are the United States of "come as you are."

GLENN: What?

VOICE: Our differences are what unite us. So starting today maybe ideas that

advance our country, no matter who or where they come from.

GLENN: Oh, even communism?

PAT: As long as they come from progressives. Lean Forward.

GLENN: Lean Forward.

STU: Who is that an ad for?

PAT: MSNBC.

GLENN: MSNBC. That is their new ad campaign, it's called Lean Forward.

STU: They intentionally did that?

GLENN: Yes, it is the Declaration of Forward is what they're calling it and, you

know, that all men have certain inalienable rights.

PAT: They just do.

GLENN: Created equal.

PAT: They just do.

GLENN: They just do.

PAT: Okay?

GLENN: And our differences are what unite us.

STU: You are missing the part where they corrected the Founding Fathers, though,

because the stupid racist, hating Founding Fathers were just men.

GLENN: Can we use it for a stupid racist hating kind of people?

STU: We probably do, yeah.

GLENN: Oh, here it is.

STU: I hear it now.

GLENN: That's like Lawrence O'Donnell, the bigot?

STU: No, they said men and women are created equal because the hateful Founding

Fathers left out the women.

PAT: Yeah, because they hated all women.

STU: And they correct them by getting rid of that stupid creator part and we

didn't need that.

PAT: That's only for superstitious people.

STU: Exactly.

GLENN: Lean Forward. We can make progress. Ah, okay, all right.

STU: Yeah.

GLENN: Well, thank you, MSNBC, and go masturbation.

Our sponsor this half hour

STU: That's another slogan possibility.

GLENN: It is, it is.

STU: There's a lot there.

GLENN: Lean Forward... and masturbate.

STU: (Laughing).

GLENN: Can I tell you something? Jesus would be very disappointed in my

broadcast today and so would Gandhi.

STU: Probably.

GLENN: Yes.

STU: But they would be laughing at least.

GLENN: Yeah. You no. No, they wouldn't.

STU: They wouldn't find it amusing as us.

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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'."

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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.

New installments come Mondays and Thursdays. Next, the Iowa caucuses. Check out my Twitter. Email me at kryan@blazemedia.com

The Iowa primary is just around the corner, and concerns of election interference from the last presidential election still loom. Back in 2016, The Associated Press found that a majority of U.S. elections systems still use Windows 7 as an operating system, making them highly susceptible to bugs and errors. And last year, a Mississippi voter tried multiple times to vote for the candidate of his choice, but the system continuously switched his vote to the other candidate. It's pretty clear: America's voting systems desperately need an update.

That's where blockchain voting comes in.

Blockchain voting is a record-keeping system that's 100% verifiable and nearly impossible to hack. Blockchain, the newest innovation in cybersecurity, is set to grow into a $20 billion industry by 2025. Its genius is in its decentralized nature, distributing information throughout a network of computers, requiring would-be hackers to infiltrate a much larger system. Infiltrating multiple access points spread across many computers requires a significant amount of computing power, which often costs more than hackers expect to get in return.

Blockchain voting wouldn't allow for many weak spots. For instance, Voatz, arguably the leading mobile voting platform, requires a person to take a picture of their government-issued ID and a picture of themselves before voting (a feature, of course, not present in vote-by-mail, where the only form of identity verification is a handwritten signature, which is easily forgeable). Voters select their choices and hit submit. They then receive an immediate receipt of their choices via email, another security feature not present in vote-by-mail, or even in-person voting. And because the system operates on blockchain technology, it's nearly impossible to tamper with.

Votes are then tabulated, and the election results are published, providing a paper trail, which is a top priority for elections security experts.

The benefits of blockchain voting can't be dismissed. Folks can cast their vote from the comfort of their homes, offices, etc., vastly increasing the number of people who can participate in the electoral process. Two to three-hour lines at polling places, which often deter voters, would become significantly diminished.

Even outside of the voting increase, the upsides are manifold. Thanks to the photo identification requirements, voter fraud—whether real or merely suspected—would be eliminated. The environment would win, too, since we'd no longer be wasting paper on mail-in ballots. Moreover, the financial burden on election offices would be alleviated, because there's decreased staff time spent on the election, saving the taxpayer money.

From Oregon to West Virginia, elections offices have already implemented blockchain voting, and the results have been highly positive. For example, the city of Denver utilized mobile voting for overseas voters in their 2019 municipal elections. The system was secure and free of technical errors, and participants reported that it was very user-friendly. Utah County used the same system for their 2019 primary and general elections. An independent audit revealed that every vote that was cast on the app was counted and counted correctly. These successful test cases are laying the groundwork for even larger expansions of the program in 2020.

With this vital switch, our elections become significantly more secure, accurate, and efficient. But right now, our election infrastructure is a sitting duck for manipulation. Our current lack of election integrity undermines the results of both local and national elections, fans the flames of partisanship, and zaps voter confidence in the democratic system. While there's never a silver bullet or quick fix to those kinds of things, blockchain voting would push us much closer to a solution than anything else.

Chris Harelson is the Executive Director at Prosperity Council and a Young Voices contributor.