And now, just because he called his 11-or-12-year-old daughter (he isn’t sure which either) a rude, thoughtless little pig, he has to make a pilgrimage to Dr. Phil. Sweet Jesus, I’d rather go to rehab.

But I was wondering, as I’m wont to do: What does the Rude Pundit make of this? I didn’t have to wait long to find out!

The Rude Pundit has not met one parent who believes that Alec Baldwin should be condemned for getting angry at and yelling at his daughter in a phone message. The general consensus was, “Was he a dick? Sure. Welcome to parenting.” Now, the Rude Pundit doesn’t know a whole lot of parents of that new school “oh, isn’t precious so precious for her preciousness” bullshit that passes for parenting among a population of adults who are filled with guilt for having jobs and lives that don’t begin and end with little precious. Every mom and dad with whom the Rude Pundit brought up Baldwin’s end-of-his-fuckin’-rope blast at his 11-year old daughter reacted by saying, “Jesus, you think that’s bad? Lemme tell you what my dad said to me.” Followed by some story of how a father called his son a “spoiled prick” or, in the funniest case, just by the sound of a raspberry (as in, “Hey, (raspberry), pass the salt”) for a full week.

Since I spent most of the week pretending my only-child son had a big brother, and that big brother was me, I have been threatening to punch him in the face and telling him for hours at a time to shut up. Like this!

Me: Hey, Jimmy.

Jimmy: What?

Me: Why don’t you shut up?

Lather, rinse, and repeat, repeat, repeat.

It was fun!

But the Rude Pundit didn’t leave it at that. He brought in another fighting Dem for counterpoint!

And that’s just what Harry Reid’s been doing to the Bush administration and congressional Republicans. See, up until now, the Bush White House has been allowed to let their worst childishly indulgent ids run wild and unchecked, with the Republican Congress merely occasionally shaking its collective head and shrugging in a kind of “Well, what are ya gonna do?” way when, say, Alberto Gonzales downgraded the meaning of “torture.” At that point, a functioning Congress would have brought Gonzales in, had him drop his pants, and spanked his cheeks bright red.

Meanwhile, at the LA Times, their entertainment question of the day is “Should Alec Baldwin stop acting?”

Pansies.

Tags: Fighting Dems