Ran across this interesting piece in The New Yorker about everyone's favorite blowhard Bill O'Reilly.
I'm not surprised by some of the items listed in the article. For some reason, his behavior strikes me as a Napoleon complex for journalists. It also reminds me of the reject in high school who wanted to be part of the cool crowd, couldn't and just spent his entire time being bitter about the whole damn thing.
Edited to change the link. Thanks Alan!