"I don’t feel connected in any way to child molesters"

D’Ho in fine form, courtesy of Max Blumenthal:

Pacing the stage like a drunken circus clown impersonating some bygone demagogue, and standing beneath a massive image of a woman being shot in the head, Horowitz launched into a long, frenetic rant about his own persecution at the hands of a shadowy liberal conspiracy.

The best part comes at the end, when he drifts off into a soliloquy about Jerry Springer and Jerry Falwell — who, last I recall, surrendered his carbon a while back — bringing social justice at the point of a gun, or something . . .