Anti-war playwright Harold Pinter wins the Nobel Prize for literature.

Here’s his website, which proudly highlights Pinter’s recent moonbattery.

The website also features some of his brilliant poetry, including such sophisticated works as “American Football” (pardon the profanity, but as the site explains, it’s supposed to be “satirising through language that is deliberately violent, obscene, sexual and celebratory, the military triumphalism that followed the Gulf War and, at the same time, counteracting the stage-managed euphemisms through which it was projected on television”):

American Football

Hallelullah!
It works.
We blew the shit out of them.

We blew the shit right back up their own ass
And out their fucking ears.

It works.
We blew the shit out of them.
They suffocated in their own shit!

Hallelullah.
Praise the Lord for all good things.

We blew them into fucking shit.
They are eating it.

Praise the Lord for all good things.

We blew their balls into shards of dust,
Into shards of fucking dust.

We did it.

Now I want you to come over here and kiss me on the mouth.

Brilliant.

Steve J. at Angry in the Great White North has much more. Andrew Stuttaford reports on Pinter’s poisonous politics and anti-Americanism.

LGF has been tracking Pinter’s rants.

What’s next for Pinter? I see a collaboration with Kanye West and Cindy Sheehan in the works, don’t you?

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More reax…

Reader feedback from “Old Hermit:”

I’ve had to ignore Harold Pinter’s work many times on the walls of public restrooms. Obviously degradation carries more weight than excellence among the so-called experts judging published literature.

Roger Kimball:

The Nobel Prize committee long ago demonstrated that its prizes for the arts were exercises in politically correct sermonizing. By choosing Harold Pinter, they have demonstrated that their sermons are ridiculous as well as repellent.

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Pinter receives another prize--well-deserved.

Update: John Hinderaker at Power Line reminds us of last year’s winner (another loser) and concludes, quite rightly:

The Nobel prizes, at least outside the scientific realm, have become a bad joke.