I am a New York leftist. What this means, in practice, is that during the invasion of Iraq I found myself at a dinner party in a lovely Upper West Side apartment where the host, after pouring the wine but before serving his gorgeous salmon, invited us to raise a toast "to the victory of the Iraqi army." And everyone did.
You hear O'Reilly talk about people like that and you think he's inventing them out of whole cloth, but I'm here to say, No, he's not.
That's not me exactly tho. For one thing, I live in Brooklyn. And at my dinner parties I don't do the toasting thing.