This is a cross post by Adam Holland
Nir Rosen, the free-lance journalist who gained infamy and lost an NYU fellowship after celebrating via Twitter the sexual assault on Lara Logan and wishing the same on Anderson Cooper, is back on Twitter. He’s recently used it to announce that he’s been hired by the London School of Economics. (Read here.)
He’s also used it to imply that he still wishes harm on Anderson Cooper. (Read here: Twitter / @nir rosen: its hard to bite my tongue …)
Rosen, who, in addition to posting hateful tweets wishing harm on Anderson Cooper and Lara Logan, has posted on Facebook photos of himself shooting an assault rifle and his toddler son dressed as a Hezbollah terrorist (read here), seems to love to court controversy by publicizing his violent fantasies.
Image from Nir Rosen’s Facebook page
Update: the Evening Standard has more:
Mr Rosen was forced to resign in disgrace from New York University last month after making fun of CBS correspondent Lara Logan, who was stripped, beaten up and molested by a baying mob while covering the Egyptian revolution. He admitted his career was ruined after writing a series of comments on Twitter about Ms Logan, saying she was “probably just groped like thousands of other women”.
But this weekend he announced he will start work at the LSE, and is expected to be paid around £50,000.
One LSE source said: “It’s an unbelievable appointment. You’d think these people would have learned their lesson by now, but all they seem to want to do is rehabilitate highly offensive individuals.”
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Rosen will work in London alongside Alia Brahimi, a researcher who described Gaddafi as “Brother Leader” and went on expenses-paid trips to Tripoli and to stay with the tyrant’s son at his holiday home in Greece.Mr Rosen’s appointment is believed to have been sanctioned by Mary Kaldor, co-director of the global governance centre, thought to be a friend of Mr Rosen.
Rosen is not new to LSE. Here he is droning on and on about how awful America is in Iraq and Afghanistan at an event in January. Forget academic rigour, subtlety or precision. It’s like someone reading aloud from Socialist Worker.
