Unemployed, perennially confrontational talking head Keith Olbermann aimlessly wandered around Central Park South earlier this week, seemingly looking for a friend or a purpose.
Our spies snapped unflattering pictures of Olbermann decked out in a giant red pullover and clownishly baggy jeans as he strolled 59th Street near Seventh Avenue, smelling the roses — or, in this case, the horse manure, allergens and aromas from a nearby food cart.
Ha ha ha.
I never cared for Olbermann. He, much like Bill Maher, engage in gutter dialog; although Olbermann uses fancier language. It’s one ad hominem attack after another with this guy. He has no unique ideas or thoughts of his own; he only tears down, divides.
I’d like to think that karma is serving Keith the dish he richly deserves however the Left always need a useful idiot like Olbermann around to throw bombs. He’ll be back.