Goodbye, "Arrogant" Gawker Brats

Real journalists continue to laugh at the fall of dopey Denton and his grimy GAWKER.

Yes, some 200 assholes gathered for their farewell pizza party, still clueless, still obnoxious, still seriously considering themselves martyrs for the cause of freedom of speech.

The Post reported how the sanctimonious assholes compared themselves to freedom fighters. They toasted each other for fighting the good fight, and made references in which their inky brand of celebrity sightings and outings were similar to the actions of war heroes.

Portrayed as a selfless martyr was A.J. Daulerio, probably the biggest asshole in journalism since A.J. Benza. Benza was a piece of shit tabloid weasel, a pompous self-important slob who used celebrity stories to try to become a celebrity himself. Benza reached his peak when he moved from being a kind of Hedda Hopper with a bigger clit to the "star" of a slimy cable TV show that each week looked at a different "Hollywood Scandal." Aping a hard-boiled 40's detective (all he needed was a trench coat and fedora), Benza would posture at some murky location and narrate cliche dialogue about this week's flame-out star.

At the party this Daulerio dipshit was lauded as someone who made the big "sacrifice," a guy who bore "much of the brunt of this attack on journalism" and "told the truth about Peter Thiel and his friends."

Ha ha. Gawker was never about journalism, it was about a bunch of brats pointing their finger and laughing. They were no better than the teenage goons on the TMZ television show who sat around chortling about catching celebrities looking bad.

The main reason anyone checked out Gawker was that it was going farther than the New York Post's "Page Six" gossip section in squealing on the stars and "Gawking" at whatever unpleasant pictures the paps brought them. See, kiddies, we're "Gawking" at how impossible the rich and famous are, and our massive "ATTITUDE" is that we can't believe how everyone behaves badly, except US.

Peter Thiel, who made a fortune as a Paypal exec, was outed by Gawker as gay. That's the kind of "journalism" we're talking about. Thiel got his payback, big time, when the Hulk Hogan scandal broke. Thiel pretty much gave Hogan all the financial backing needed to take down Gawker with a lawsuit.

Gawker's Hitler and Mussolini, Denton the owner and Daulerio the fabulous editor, shot themselves in court by showing just how nasty and obnoxious and hypocritical they really were. "Arrogant" was a word the jurors used in explaining their verdict.

The jurors considered Denton a hypocrite. Yes, Denton admitted lightly, he wouldn't want a hidden camera sex tape of himself tossed all over the Internet and made a front page story on some creepy "news" website. He'd be "mortified."

Jurors considered Daulerio an obnoxious punk. For the cause of journalism, the brat didn't think ANYTHING was off limits to print on the Gawker website except, oh, sexual material on someone underage. Right, HE makes up the rules, like Assange, another symbol of "freedom" to the twisted minds of the 21st century.

Denton has filed for bankruptcy protection, and according to one of the creeps at the party (which was basically the staff gathering to have cheap pizza), Daulerio (who didn't show up for the festivities) is "trying to figure out how to file for personal bankruptcy."

Heather Dietrick, a Gawker lawyer, toasted Denton as a great man who went down in flames defending “the principal that people should be allowed to speak freely and openly and say what they think.”

Yeah, it's called "freedom" when you "out" someone in public about their sexuality. Hapless Heather didn't care about Peter Thiel's right to privacy. Instead, she declared that he shouldn't have had the freedom to use his money to take down Gawker, the company she couldn't defend against the truth, which is that these were not journalists but malicious pranksters and greedy, self-serving brats. Heather moaned about Thiel the "billionaire" and his "extremely well-funded, well-organized, clever scheme to shut down criticism, to shut down coverage that he didn’t like.” Gosh, he didn't LIKE being outed as a cocksucker to the entire world?

The New York Post, the Rupert Merde Cock rag not exactly known for good taste, thoroughly enjoyed kicking Gawker, and noting how pathetic the party was:

"Denton threw the final hurrah for his staff for under $1,000 because both he and his company are in bankruptcy. That shoestring budget meant the somber partygoers noshed on a hard-to-come-buy slices of pizzas and a thin supply of canned beer."