The Rap of G. Liddy

Criminal talk-radio host G. Gordon Liddy, a tiny old man with weak wrists from the burns he self-administered to make himself "strong," who overcame his fear of rats by roasting one and eating it, who taught his toddlers (bred from a "tall, fair, powerfully built Teuton" of a mate) to start fights lest they be beaten first, explains how bombing the Red River dykes would've brought a more satisfying conclusion to the Vietnam War: "It would have drowned half the country and starved the other half."

The suffering of the murdered innocent is as irrelevant to him, notes Johann Hari in an interview, "as that of the chickens he decapitated with such glee sixty years ago in New Jersey."

Why does this pathological caricature of masculinity have an amplifying system for his views?