Bill Moyers has handed in his dinner pail

I just stumbled across the datum that Bill Moyers died yesterday. He was one of President Lyndon Johnson's most vicious henchman, a Democrat hatchet man who later completely reinvented himself as a thoughtful expositor of culture and history, gassing on in the kind of soft tones normally used by Southern Baptist ministers at tea parties attended by elderly believers, but insidiously preaching a gospel of knee-jerk liberalism. His intellectual fraudulence was bad enough, but what really grated was his habit of slathering sanctimonious icing over his every notion, observation and criticism. And he did all of this at the taxpayers' expense, from his perch at PBS, which he helped to create. 

Oh, yes. RIP, of course.