Introducing The Sully’s
AndrewSullivan has been naming “awards” after people who write things that he finds offensive. I’ve lost track of how many there are at this point. He has more categories than the Grammy’s. Here is his latest,
THE MALKIN AWARD: Every now and again, you have to hand it to a polemicist.
Here’s one single sentence from Michelle Malkin’s latest column:Perhaps too much drug-addled ’60s nostalgia has burnt out the
bleeding-hearts pacifists’ brain cells.One sentence; four cliche-ridden,
playground insults. Can you beat it? Contestants can be nominated from
either right or left; but the sentence must be entirely devised to insult;
it should be completely devoid of originality; it must have at least two
hoary, dead-as-a-Norwegian-parrot cliches; and it must assume that readers
already agree with the writer. Arbitrary mean-spiritedness wins extra
points. Nominations for the Malkin Award are now open.
This post got me thinking about starting my own awards, The Sully’s. In order to be nominated for a Sully, you must take a once cute/humorous schtick and overuse it to the point of self-parody.
The first nominees for a Sully are….
Michael Buffer, the let’s get to rumble guy.
Ted Nugent, the wild and crazy outdoor guy.
and in the special lifetime achievement category,
The Where’s The Beef Lady from the Wendy’s ads
Nominations are always welcome at punditreview@hotmail.com or in the comments section. Thanks.
UPDATE: This seems to be catching on. (Hat Tip, Junk Yard Blog)
December 9th, 2004 at 7:14 am
The problem with naming an award on self-parody after Sullivan is this: what are you going to call an award for bloggers who shamelessly beg for donations on their site because they don’t want to hold down a day job like the rest of us?
On the other hand, Sullivan is the only one I can think of who does that, so maybe that award would be kind of pointless.