How Fucking Low Are You When, Like Ta-Nehisi Coates, Even Josh Marshall Can Figure Out You're A Dipshit

Marshall ain't exactly the sharpest knife on the christmas tree or the brightest bulb in the picnic basket, but even he can see, and more importantly and interestingly is willing to say in public if even in the most tepid, cowardly fashion imaginable, what has been clear for a long time: Ta-Nehisi Coates is shallow and full of shit.  The rock-ribbed reactionary political/media establishment picks winners and anoints certain individuals--often inbred, upper-class zeroes with impeccable connections like, say, a George Packer, or striving shameless boot-lickers like Marcos Moulitsas--with influence and relevance not in spite of but mostly because they are facile idiots who are not capable of any truly dangerous thoughts or possessing of any remarkable talents.  Coates is one of those guys, black division.  Hey, it's great work that pays amazingly well, and Marshall's been lugging that piss bucket around for fucking decades himself, but when Josh Marshall pegs you as a clown, well, delete you account, fuckface.