Just another day at the airport for Cenk Uygur, Armenian Holocaust denialist and host of The Young Turks, the screaming, tantrum-throwing inner id of modern progressivism:
Wonder if the poor airline employee IDed as a Young Turks fan will be filing a cease and desist?
You can call it schadenfreud if you want – I’ve met Uygur, and he’s not a lot less annoying in real life.
Or you could call it karma for this glorious evening of self-parody that even the Babylon Bee couldn’t have envisioned:
I say “why choose”?