More euphemism and word mincing at Two--Four

I don't want to start harping on it, but why the hell can't Beck just say what's on his mind and get on with it. Why does he have to endlessly beat around the bush about, of all people, Scott Erb. Does he have an opinion of Erb or not? Does he like him? Does he respect him? Does he, finally, agree with him? Why all the dithering, I don't know:

Let's see. Professer Scott Erb, of the University of Maine: where are you, you rotten commie fuck? For years in Usenet, I watched you parading your enthusiasms for social necrosis, to include rhapsodies for Gerhard Schröder and socially constructed reality. Well, go have a good look at it. I realize that you no longer toil at stealing pizzas to feed the downtrodden masses: you have a far more important job, now, leeching the taxpayers of Maine in order to kink their childrens' minds like swizzle-straws in a ballroom where the dance floor is jam-packed and bus-boys are sweeping up the mess on the tables.