Last week, Esquire published an article satirizing the desperate plight of World Net Daily in pushing Jerome Corsi's book Where's the Birth Certificate? The gist was that WND was pulling the book off of the shelves and going bat shit crazy. But it wasn't true, and Esquire, who thought it was obvious that a supposed Christian organization doesn't cuss like sailors while they are heaving useless pulp into the hellish fire of massive ovens, ended up adding a disclaimer.

World Net Daily seized upon this immediately, spurring a small amount of book sales. Apparently they were able to somehow turn the giant rabbit ears atop WND and reprogram the hundreds, if not thousands of WND readers by beaming instructions to their collander hats to abort the Rapture and head over to Amazon.com for an important message. It may have done the job.

Q: How do you know birthers can read?

A: Their lips are moving.

Today, as Mother Jones reports, Farah used the incident to make a outlandish attempt to raise money for WND. But from the whiny victimhood that Farah gives off in his whole email, he gives off the impression that the statue of respectable journalism was being humped by some monster, some Rick Santorum, or at least a frothy facsimile thereof.

Farah is the guy who has made Conspiracy Theory 101 about Barack Obama the main focus of his website. You would think a guy born with an Arab name would be hesitant to exploit someone else's Arab name, wouldn't you? But that is just the tip of the iceberg. Where was he born, where did he go to school, has he ever farted in public, did he ever wear parachute pants, was he ever a sperm donator and what were the details, where was he when Keith Moon died, did he ever own a Hobie Cat shirt, did he ever slow dance to "She's Like the Wind", did he ever steal a Barry White '45, has he ever felt lust in his heart for Suzanne Somers, did he ever mix Pop Rocks and Coca Cola?

Farah claims Esquire "slimed" him with "fabricated quotations and phony allegations", or in other words, what he makes money doing every day of the week. How about this:

I'm sick and tired of spoiled little twits like Warren, perched in their comfortable offices in New York, firing salvoes on tireless, hard-working, committed journalists like Jerome Corsi and the rest of my team at WND without any accountability to standards of professionalism.

Oops. Looks like you got a couple of typos there. Let me fix them for you.

I'm sick and tired of spoiled little twits like Farah, perched in their comfortable offices in Washington DC, firing salvoes on tireless, hard-working, committed Presidents like Barack Obama and the rest of his team at the White House without any accountability to standards of professionalism.

Ah, that's better.

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