Just like a Radiohead album, or a Marvel comic book, or an Alfonso Cuar?n movie, he proves that the gloomy truth doesn’t have to be a snooze. Jones knows how to entertain. Each broadcast begins with the “Imperial March,” from Star Wars. Duhn duhn duhn, duhn, duhn duhn. He’s played clips demonstrating how Hillary uses different accents in different regions of the country, he had Charlie Sheen on to talk about 9/11, and he always spins incisive bumper music: Johnny Cash, Rage, Leonard Cohen, the Beatles. Sure, he gets excited, and he can kick up a bluster like Mean Gene interviewing Jesse the Body, but a champion has to keep his energy up when he’s fighting global enslavement.
I made a case for Alex Jones as an infotainer in this Spliced column.