An excursion into the more unpleasant part of the world wide web last Tuesday found us perusing a website calling itself [the] View From The Porch.  Which porch this one might be remains unstated, but the “views” expressed thereon mark it as one located deep in the heart of the red-state backwoods.

The Porch’s proprietor, one “Tamara K.,” is (purportedly) a woman (tall, blonde) whose tastes run to firearms, red meat, right-wing politics, and Ayn Rand: In short, she is a perfect realization of the radical right’s wet dreams, for even Sarah Palin does not dare to be tall, while Ann Coulter remains a one-of-a kind freak.

Other characters are the site’s commenters, most of them bearing unimaginative names like “Uncle,” “Jacky,” “Lis,” and “Ogg”, who spend their time cackling over their garages full of high-capacity revolvers while sniping at anyone and anything they see as the least bit “liberal.”  All are cardboard, the “women” among them (“Brenda,” “Bridgitte,” and “Johanna”) being particularly badly realized and unbelivable.

So we refuse to believe it.  The View cannot be reality; instead, it must be an attempt at a clever satire, although not a particularly well-executed one.  And until proven otherwise, we shall be suspecting that its author is in reality our great-aunt’s grandson Irving, an aspiring actor, vegitarian activist, and Harvard dropout now living in Melrose, Massachusetts.  It’s on par with his past efforts.

Posted by: Nathan at 04/20/11 12:21:20 (cBrDo)

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