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GLENN: I believe that what America needs more of is poetry. I think that
PAT: Only if it's really good, though.
GLENN: Well, no, it's got to be like award winning poetry.
PAT: Yeah.
GLENN: It has to be award winning, social justice, climate poetry.
PAT: That's what it has to be.
GLENN: Yeah. It's not I mean, if it's just any kind of poetry, well, then with
he don't need that. But award winning climate and social justice poetry, there's
nothing like it.
PAT: Preferably given by a, shall we say robust 16 year old girl. That's what I
think
GLENN: Oh, that never happens.
PAT: No.
GLENN: See, you wouldn't happen to have that on tape.
PAT: No, way. Well, wait. Do I?
(Audio playing)
GLENN: Here she comes.
PAT: Here she comes.
GLENN: You go, girl.
PAT: They're egging her on.
STU: She's going to speak truth to power here, I bet.
PAT: Truth to power.
GLENN: Van Jones is in the audience.
(Audio playing)
VOICE: I am a resident of Stockton, California, the southern sister of
Sacramento, the baby cousin of the Bay Area. That was the standard number one
applied five years ago when I was 11, when it was 2005 and George W. Bush was
nine months into the second term of a presidency he shouldn't have even won in
the first place.
PAT: You go, girl.
GLENN: Wait, wait.
VOICE: Broken like the wings of a fallen angel. Disaster sounded like a drowning
jazz band. That was the
PAT: Disaster sounded like a drowning jazz band.
GLENN: You have to hear this from the beginning. You have to really listen to
the audience. The audience
PAT: Great.
GLENN: This is in the Bay Area and Van Jones is there and he's about to award,
you know, for the greatest social justice, environmental movement kind of
poetry. Here she is talking about George Bush. She was 11. She was 11 and when
Katrina happened, and listen to the crowd. Play, can you play it again?
PAT: Yeah.
(Audio playing)
GLENN: She's standing and she's kind of, I don't know if I can do this.
PAT: She's kind of warming into it.
GLENN: Do it, do it.
PAT: Go, girl.
VOICE: I am a resident of Stockton, California, the southern sister of
Sacramento, the baby cousin of the Bay Area. That was the standard number one
applied five years ago when I was 11, when it was 2005 and George W. Bush was
nine months into the second term of a presidency he shouldn't have even won in
the first place. And Katrina wrecked Louisiana's ninth ward. The levees broken
like the wings of a fallen angel. Disaster sounded like a drowning jazz band.
PAT: (Laughing). I love that! Disaster sounded like a drowning jazz band.
STU: That's deep. That is deep.
PAT: Oh.
PAT: She nailed it.
GLENN: Man, she's got it on the ropes now.
PAT: She nailed it.
STU: (Laughing).
PAT: The whole situation with that one sentence.
GLENN: Sounded like a drowning jazz band.
STU: Ooh!
PAT: Ooh.
VOICE: That was the standard number one applied five years ago but it is still
right here acceptable today because (inaudible).
(Audio playing)
GLENN: Okay. Stop, stop, some.
STU: Stop!
PAT: Double helix?
STU: Stop with your double helix! It's so ridiculous.
GLENN: Do we have the, do we have the presentation of the awards from Van Jones?
PAT: I didn't stick around for that.
GLENN: Because she oh, you didn't?
PAT: No.
GLENN: Oh, she won.
PAT: Did she win?
GLENN: She won.
STU: But that was really good, though.
GLENN: But, but, but... he couldn't just pick the top three. Oh, no.
PAT: No.
GLENN: No.
PAT: Oh, no.
GLENN: Oh, no.
PAT: No.
GLENN: No. No, we had to find the best four.
PAT: How many were there? Four?
GLENN: Yeah!
PAT: All right!
GLENN: And I want you to know you're all winners. You're all winners.
STU: Yeah.
PAT: That's right!
GLENN: No, you're not, Van. They're losers. They lost. They lost. Yeah, you walk
away you're not all winners. Otherwise you'd all get a prize. And only four of
them did, even though only three of them were supposed to. "We just couldn't, we
just, there's not enough slots because you're all winners. "
PAT: I don't think they were expecting the 16 year old to be as good as she was.
STU: Yeah, a drowning jazz band.
PAT: Drowning jazz band thing.
GLENN: That was really, really good. Now here
PAT: And then when she compared abortions to broken levees, that's when I knew
this, this woman is on it.
STU: And, you know, she's come out there and say talk about a helix, we would
all be like, whatever. But when she brought the double helix?
GLENN: She's bringing the double helix to town.
STU: Wow. She got
PAT: She brought it.
STU: She got George W. Bush there.
PAT: She brought it. She's all up in there.
GLENN: Is this video available on The Blaze?
STU: It is.
GLENN: It is? You have to watch this video.
PAT: It's funny.
GLENN: It's on TheBlaze.com. It is especially when you see her doing it.
PAT: Yeah.
GLENN: When you see her doing it, it's a wall of sound. That's what it is. It's
just a wall of sound coming at you.
STU: I just love the self importance of it all. It's just this idea where she's
talking about the San Joaquin Valley and she's just in that, like
GLENN: We feed you!
STU: Yeah, when you're 16 years old, you believe what you think is that
important. You're convinced of it. And just the passion is admirable. It's just
passion toward nothing.
PAT: It's, I think to me it's the best poetry since...
GORE: One thin September soon, A floating continent disappears, In midnight sun,
Vapors rise as, Fever settles on an acid sea. Neptune's bones dissolve.
STU: She is better.
GORE: Snow glides from the mountain. Ice fathers floods for a season. A hard
rain comes quickly. Then dirt is parched. Kindling is placed in the forest for
the lightning’s celebration. Unknown creatures take their leave unmourned.
PAT: Kindling in a double helix.
GORE: Passion seeks heroes and friends, the bell of the city on the hill is
rung. The shepherd cries. The hour of choosing has arrived. Here are your tools.
PAT: Polar bears drown like a drowning jazz band in New Orleans when the levees
break and people get abortions.
GLENN: You know what's funny is when we released the Overton Window and we
released the ad do you have the ad by any chance? When we released the ad for
the Overton Window and it was Rudyard Kipling, they all jumped on the wagon on,
"Oh, this guy's crazy poetry. Glenn Beck's writing crazy poetry." No, it was
Rudyard Kipling.
PAT: And they were also saying it was nonsensical.
GLENN: Yeah.
PAT: It was ridiculous, it was pathetic. Because they thought you wrote it.
STU: Right. So that's their automatic response is to criticize.
GLENN: Automatic, it's ridiculous. Did you listen to the Al Gore poem? It's just
worst.
STU: That really is one of the greatest moments of audio of all time, though.
GLENN: What is it about these elitist snobs?
PAT: Neptune downs in the levees of New Orleans.
STU: (Laughing).
PAT: SUVs can't be gassed up. They're drowning in Neptune's tears.
STU: (Laughing). So awful. Such an awful failure.
GLENN: Wait just a second. The Times and everybody else just comes out and just
says, "Oh, Glenn Beck is crazy." Now, let's play these poems back to back here.
Go ahead. Here's Rudyard Kipling.
(Audio playing)
VOICE: As it will be in the future, it was at the birth of man. There are only
four things certain since social progress began. That the dog returns to his
vomit and the sow returns to her mire. And the burnt fool's bandaged finger goes
warbling back to the fire. And then after this is accomplished and the brave new
world begins, when all men are paid for existing and no man must pay for his
sins, as surely as water will wet us, as surely as fire will burn, the gods of
the copybook headings with terror and slaughter return.
GLENN: Okay.
PAT: Whew.
GLENN: Okay? And if you know the whole poem, it's unbelievable. Now, here's the
whole poem from Al Gore.
GORE: One thin September soon, A floating continent disappears, In midnight sun,
Vapors rise as fever settles on an acid sea.
GLENN: Neptune's bones dissolve. Now wait. Now, go to the condom chick.
(Audio playing)
GLENN: I'm more entertained by the audience than by her.
PAT: They are. They're good.
GLENN: Yeah! Bring it!
STU: She's better than Gore, though. Even at 16. I think.
VOICE: I am a resident of Stockton, California. The southern sister of
Sacramento, the baby cousin of the Bay Area. That was the standard number one
required five years ago when I was 11. When it was 2005 and George W. Bush was
nine months into the second term of a presidency he shouldn't have even won in
the first place.
PAT: Go!
VOICE: And Katrina wrecked Louisiana's ninth ward. The levees broken like the
wings of a fallen angel. Disaster sounded like a drowning jazz band. That was
the
GLENN: Stop.
STU: That is awesome.
GLENN: With terror and slaughter returned. (Laughing). This time the gods of the
copybook headings, they are only going to dissolve Neptune's bones.