What Is A Pundit?

It's a good question: What is a pundit?
Well, generally speaking, in my experience at least, a pundit is an arrogant, sanctimonious magpie of opinion whose views change depending on the prevailing wind from whatever hot-air source the pundit thinks it is fashionable to steal from at any given moment. A pundit is always wrong. He is not reliable. He is not loyal. He has no passions worthy of the name. He trades ideas, faiths, hopes, and fears like a corrupt broker grandstanding at the most cynical of stock markets.
A pundit is the quintessential bore. He will not shut up his stupid, repulsive mouth nor the tedious stream of inane, banal, pithy and desperate platitudes that issue forth from it like a foaming torrent of diseased and stinking egotistical bile.
A pundit is the garbageman of truth. Ye shall know him by his sweaty palms.
In fact, a pundit is rather like one of those colorful pieces of paper called "stickies" that associates leave plaster to your computer screen with worthless information scrawled on them. A pundit - like a stickie - should be removed immediately, scrunched up into a ball, and thrown in to the nearest trash can as quickly as possible.
The thought pollution of punditry is what is wrong with everything; especially the blogosphere, which will one day soon become uninhabitable because of it.
You have been warned.

Comments

[Inkling]

It seems that you've manufactured a rich new insult: "You, sir, are a pundit."

[stephenesque]

And I hope to it extend it to other curse expression usages, as in: "Oh dear. I really pundited that up badly."

[Blimpish]

Can you chaps stop punditing about?