Last night Glenn Beck made an announcement to his audience that he was in poor health. He reported that he had an unfortunate autoimmune disease that, among other things, affected his brain. He decided to let his audience know what has been going on since there has been noticeable changes in his performances, over the last 18 months or so. For four years he looked for a diagnosis. The good news is he found one.
I thought his admission to be one of intimacy between himself and the audience that supports him. His fans. I believed his sincerity and wish him God speed and good health.
Unfortunately many of his detractors took to the interwebs to mock him in the most vile, sociopathic ways.
Not everybody likes Glenn Beck. Those on the left *hate* him. It’s all good political fun. But there is a line that should not be crossed in a decent world. A world that we clearly do not live in.
Virtually all major media outlets reported on Beck’s illness. The glee in the comments that came forth celebrating a fellow human being’s suffering was incredibly disheartening.
That we are so jaded to think that everything is about popularity or ego is sad. What exactly would be gained from Beck talking to his audience about his health? His show is not Nielson ratings dependent. He didn’t show any commercials for the full hour. Maybe he loses some advertisers due to his health.
I know it’s not a popular opinion but I find the man authentic. Funny thing about authenticity is that people respond to it. It’s why his subscription model works and others can only dream about that level of success. Online and offline media are desperate to understand it. As corny as it sounds Beck loves and respects his audience. FoxNews, CNN, Google and Yahoo couldn’t give a shit about anybody or anything but money and power.
Anyway, this well-placed collection of words is not about Beck and his content machine. It’s about a sadness I feel about how people treat other people. It’s particularly disgusting online. There is a sense of anonymity that people enjoy hiding behind to launch their cowardly insults.
I may or may not agree with anything you might say but that shouldn’t mean I treat you like crap. Nor should it mean you treat me like crap. The political discord is repulsive in this country. It infects everything. When a dude gets on his show and shares his illness and suffering with his audience, which by the way, you aren’t typically part of, and the best you got is “ratings ploy” or “darn, too bad he’s going to live” etc., ad nauseum, well, Houston, we have an enormous problem.
As the more cultured and classy generations before us stated: “If you don’t have anything nice to say just don’t say anything at all.”