I visited someone in a nursing home this evening. She absent-mindedly left Glenn Beck on TV — my first actual exposure to the guy.

It was as bad as I feared. If people watched him with eyeballs in cheek, like pro wrestling or something, it would be a bit decadent, but I think people take him seriously.

Now I see that he will be on the steps of the Lincoln Memorial on August 28, the 47th anniversary of the March on Washington. Without endorsing the linked item, I’ll nevertheless say “it just doesn’t seem right.”

Oh. My title alludes to Beck’s solemn assurance that the Commie Conspiracy and cell groups are still with us during the eternity he was yammering in the background.