Oh man, it was a Michael Savage love fest last night. Hosted by Michael Savage.

Guest after guest after guest came on to tell Savage how great he is and what an injustice has been done him by Britain banning him from the country.

Then, because he needed a break from all this idolatry, Savage opened his phone lines so his listeners could tell him how great he is and what an injustice has been done him by Britain banning him from the country.

And, oh, this is so cute. Michael Savage has a man-crush.

The object of his affection is Kelefa Sanneh, a writer for the New Yorker and a former music critic for the New York Times. The reason Sanneh makes Savage’s heart go pitty pat is because Sanneh wrote a gushing profile of Savage in the latest issue of the New Yorker.

Savage had Sanneh on his show tonight, and they had a lovely BFF conversation. Savage feels so close to his man crush, that he even called him by a nickname during the interview: “K.” And “K” didn’t seem to mind.

Way to be independent, “K.” Shill. I used to enjoy the New Yorker. Now I feel as though I need to wash my hands after touching it.

Snippets of his interview with “K:”

“What was the most surprising thing you found out about me?” Savage asked, coquettishly.

Savage asked if, were they grade schoolers, would “K” be his friend. “I would be your friend,” he said.

“I think that might be likely,” “K” said with a chuckle. “If that were the case, I can imagine some long, all night discussions about a variety of things.”

Isn’t that sweet?

“K,” in the article, even wrote that the snippets of Savage’s rants posted by Media Matters for America are “accurate but misleading.” (Accurate but misleading. What they hell does that even mean.)

Here’s what will become a classic quote, and emblematic of Savage: “I try to support my position with fact or any persuasion I can come up with.” Even if that persuasion is a lie?

Later in the program, Savage had a conversation with Rich “Big Vinnie” Lieberman, Savage’s other BFF. Of course, the topic of discussion was Savage. One interesting thing about this interview: it sounded pre-recorded, as though Savage was reading questions he had written out.

Lieberman, predictably, repeats the myth that the issue of Savage being banned from the United Kingdom is “all about free speech.” Even though Britain does not have the same codified rights of free speech that we do. But why let the facts get in the way of getting on a national radio program?

This is a matter of censorship, Lieberman said. And just how is Savage being censored, Big Vinnie? Has he been removed from the US airways? No. And Savage’s show is now being broadcast in the UK, according to Savage. So I ask again, Big Vinnie, exactly how is Savage being censored?

The answer is, he’s not, and you know it. Or at least you should. Shill.

And then, as if “K” and Big Vinnie weren’t enough, Savage also had on his program perhaps his biggest sycophant, law professor and World Net Daily columnist Ellis Washington.

The topic: Michael Savage.

Washington has written a number of glowing, supportive columns about Savage and his problems with Britain. More like literary blowjobs, actually.

What you won’t learn from reading Washington’s handjobs to Savage is that Savage has chosen him to write Savage’s biography. Way to be independent, Ellis. Shill.

In what appeared to be another pre-recorded interview, with Savage reading questions written out in advance, Washington perpetuated the lie that Savage was banned from Britain because he is/was Jewish, and then said, without any backup, that the US government colluded with the British to bring it about. How did this guy get to be a professor?

Actually, it sounds as though the third hour was just a compilation of these pre-recorded interviews, and pieces of the previous two hours sloppily stitched together. It was so badly edited that you could hear where they chopped out a reference to “K” appearing later in the hour. Real professional, Savage.

Anyway, Savage was quite taken by “K’s” characterization of his program as being, in essence, eclectic. And to prove that, early in the program Savage played a “rap” he wrote, part of which I reproduce here: “I got gang tattoos on my soul, I got gang tattoos on my brain, man. I don’t have any gang tattoos on my skin man, I got gang tattoos on my soul. The gang I belong to … is the original gang, The prophet gang. I belong to the PGs man, the prophet gang … Ezekiel, Jeremiah. I belong to the prophet gang,. The original prophets man, the OPs.”

Have you ever heard such vomitude? I mean, that’s just flat-out dreck.

And throughout the program, Savage was trying to show us that he’s really not a racist by playing jazz: Charlie Parker, Cozey Cole. Also Cannonball Adderley. So what’s his point, that he can’t be a racist if he listens to black musicians?  What a jerk.

He’s such a huge jazz fan that he doesn’t know how to pronounce Dizzy Gillespie’s name. It’s a hard “G,” Savage. Just like “K.”

Just like there’s a hard “P” in “putz.”

Keep the faith.