Keith Olbermann: Change Agent

Sulking, paranoid Keith Olbermann's thin skin has miraculously healed, and now he's baaa-ack on the liberal Daily Kos after looking up some four syllable words to confound the insecure, small-minded, and politically malleable:

I didn't 'quit Daily Kos because I got criticized for criticizing POTUS.' I wrote what I wrote because there was a body of us here which assumed any criticism of this administration had to originate in a nefarious and wholly nugatory plan to destroy it. There certainly are such nefarious and wholly nugatory plans . . .

Noo-gat-or-ee:  The consistency of Keith Olbermann's boogers when masticated.

I . . . don't mind criticism of my criticism. But, sheez, if I wanted to whore out my opinion for money, I could find about 50 less dangerous and more lucrative job paths than the one I've taken. The show I do and the positions I take are under assault, every day, from every possible direction, and I'm not complaining about it: I can afford the suit of armor. I just get pissed off now and again when I'm busy dodging bazookas and somebody bounces a nine-volt battery off my shiny metal ass claiming I'm actually an agent trying to make dough the easy way.

Was that off your ass or up it?  Dangerous?  A cable news blowhard?  Delusional Olbermann may be able to afford a suit of figurative armor via a psychiatrist prescribing high doses of Stelazine, but the ready-fire-aim multiple-fired puerile self-saboteur's severe personality disorders create the very havoc he brags about 'dodging.'  

H/t Johnny Dollar's Place