No, I’m not talking about the Bush administration (though I could be), nor am I talking about Fox News (though I wish I was), not am I taking on the TV networks who once again guaranteed us an exciting autumn filled with amazing, new, quality programming (though there oughta be a law)…

I’m talking about me.

Judging by comments and emails regarding Sunday’s Alan Colmes post, it’s pretty clear that a lot of visitors, new visitors mostly, didn’t recognize one salient detail:

I’m kidding. I’m almost always kidding. Alan Colmes didn’t write those things. It’s a fake. Ditto the Supreme Court transcripts, my conversation with the DoD, and any references I make to being King of the Mole People, poised to conquer the surface-dwellers.

*Sigh* I hate having to spoil the fun by doing this, but this one seems to be jumping the rails. Ludicrous as it sounds, people are choosing to believe this one. I can only assume that we’ve become a nation of speed-readers, because looking back over the piece, it’s hard to believe that anyone would fall for it.

I don’t know who should be more insulted, me or Alan Colmes. Colmes, probably. Yeah, definitely Colmes.

But that’s the web for you. After all, the web’s a medium that has given birth to “fisking,” the most ludicrous, lazy, and misleading journalistic practice since Torquemada arranged a bunch of Hot, Exclusive Interviews in the late 15th Century. A medium whose “respected” members pass on links to uninvestigated innuendoes with a simple “indeed” (yeah, I’m lookin’ at you, Glenn Reynolds). A medium whose grandiose claims about having the ability to expand one’s mind sometimes seem as believable as its oft-advertised ability to expand one’s genitals.

So, for the record, a message to those of you who skim through hundreds of sites in search of half-read tidbits that might confirm what you Already Know: Alan Colmes didn’t write those excerpts from his book that you see below. I did. But I didn’t make those “excerpts” even remotely plausible. You did.

Now, come, my glorious Mole People - our hour is nigh!