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Full Text of New Yorker article on Michael Savage by Kelefa Sanneh, “Party of One. Michael Savage, unexpurgated.”

July 27th, 2009 · No Comments

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ABSTRACT: PROFILE of talk-radio host Michael Savage. Radio host Michael Savage is an anomaly: nearly as contemptuous of his fellow radio stars as he is of President Obama. His daily broadcast, “The Savage Nation,” is one of the most popular talk shows in the country. The magazine Talkers ranks Savage third on its “Heavy Hundred” list, behind only Rush Limbaugh and Sean Hannity, and estimates that he reaches more than eight million listeners weekly. What he gives those listeners is one of the most addictive programs on radio, and one of the least predictable. San Francisco is his adopted home town, but he delivers his analysis and anecdotes in a vinegary New York accent, occasionally seasoned with Yiddish.

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ATTENTION: I strongly urge fans of The Savage Nation to either follow the links and purchase the article from The New Yorker website or the entire issue at your local store. The article by Kelefa Sanneh is well written, funny, and most important fair. You can’t detect a political bias in the written word of Sanneh. This is the first I have heard of Mr. Sanneh, the mainstream media needs more writers like him. He shows the typical biased journalists there is a way to accurately reflect a person without throwing your personal political opinions in the article. Michael Savage has urged his listeners to buy the magazine to teach the mainstream media a lesson, if conservatives are reported on in a fair manner, then the newspaper, magazine, or other media entity will benefit financially. In that spirit I have posted a blurb or snippet preview of each part of the article in hopes you will do the same. Support Michael Savage by supporting The New Yorker and Kelefa Sanneh. BUY THE AUGUST 3rd issue of The New Yorker TODAY.
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On January 20th, at around 12:04 P.M., the nation’s conservative talk-show hosts once again became the voice of the resistance. Many of them had spent eight years grappling with the vexing Presidency of George W. Bush, so when Barack Obama was sworn in they suddenly found themselves freed from the inhibiting effects of ambivalence. A liberal new President had joined the familiar array of villains in the House and Senate, and although none of the big-name talk-show hosts celebrated this development, all of them seemed energized by it. Sean Hannity, who had generally been supportive of Bush, coined a spiffy new slogan to reflect the changed political climate:”The Conservative Underground, the Home of Conservatism in Exile.”

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When President Obama went to Britain for the G-20 summit, Savage devoted a good portion of his show to the dinner menu. He scoffed at the vegetarian options (”That must be the Obama people”), wondered aloud whether a Bakewell tart was “a lady from of the side streets,” and expounded upon his hatred for Irish soda bread, saying, “I don’t know what the big deal is–it’s full of butter and cream, yuck. Very high rate of heart attack in Ireland.” All this talk about food made him think about dinner, so he read the menu from a local seafood restaurant. He compared eating frogs’ legs to eating chicken, and soon he was immersed in a philosophical soliloquy about his beloved gray poodle, Teddy:

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Because of his antipathy for liberals and his incendiary style, Savage is sometimes seen as an heir to iconic radio provocateurs of an earlier era, like Father Coughlin, who emerged during the Great Depression as an outspoken critic of both capitalist excess and the Communist menace (he later became a more marginal figure, railing against “Jewish bankers”), and Bob Grant, whose caustic broadcasts made him a star in the nineteen-seventies. But when Savage talks about his chief influences he is most likely to mention the old-timers he listened to as a kid in New York:

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Savage’s childhood instilled in him a fondness for hardworking immigrants, paired with (and sometimes overwhelmed by) a disgust for more recent arrivals who seem to be shirking the responsibilities of citizenship. “Borders, Language, and Culture” is one of his rallying cries: he believes that, in America, all three are under siege, and he points to “illegals” as one of the prime causes. When news broke of the H1N1 flu outbreak, he played mariachi music while gleefully chronicling the virus’s progress, and mocking the Obama Administration’s refusal to close the borders. But he is also a deeply sentimental man.

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Savage says that over the years his political orientation never really changed, but he hasn’t always identified with conservatism. He says that his difficulties in academia left him feeling “alienated from society,” and helped nudge him out of the liberal orbit. Sather Tower, the main landmark of U.C. Berkeley, is visible from his house, and he is amused by the idea that one lousy tenure-track job might have been enough to prevent him from becoming a radio star. “Had I been given a teaching position, would I have voted for Obama in the last election? I don’t know,” he said. He thought about it. “That’s an interesting question.” He thought some more. “The answer is no,” he said, finally. “Because I detested doctrinaire liberals even then.”

In frustration, he considered moving to Israel.

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Gruffness is his birthright, inherited from a father whose tyrannical strictness became less baffling to Savage as he grew older. Unlike his father, though, Savage is something of a softie: a political idealist, a sucker for a sob story, and a firm believer in the power of friendship. When he invited the journalist into one of his undisclosed locations, he proved to a first-rate host, chatty and solicitous. A steady supply of beer refills lubricated the conversation (one of his earliest books was “The Taster’s Guide to Beer,” which was published in 1977),

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In March, Savage turned sixty-seven. “Never thought I’d live this long,” he says. He has now lasted a full decade longer than his father did, and he seems to feel that somehow this can’t be good news. When he was a boy, his father gave him some instructions that he never forgot. “He said to me, ‘When I die, you can throw me in a garbage can.’ I mean, it shocked the hell out of me–it really freaked me out. The idea of throwing my poor father in a garbage can?” This unsentimental request was also, in a way, a metaphysical brainteaser: Savage was being asked to choose between honoring his father’s wishes and honoring his father’s body, between obeying him and celebrating him.

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