The blogger trumpets this purported act of semantic genius as THE reason to read the squawker's occasional scribblings.
Unfortunately, the squawker didn't manufacture the word at all and in fact it appeared several months ago in a column by Dave Blaska in — you guessed it — the Isthmus:
[A]s mayor of New York, Rudy Giuliani was the bête noire of the quicheoisie for cracking down on the squeegee men.(Why liberals were enamored of the squeegee men is anyone's guess. I thought they were annoying as all hell.)
It also appears online as far back as 2004, in a discussion board posting about a missing University of Wisconsin student.
How embarrassing for both the squawker and the blogger, who has just made the squawker's embarrassment more acute (if, that is, either one is capable of embarrassment, which seems unlikely).
The conclusion, of course, is that this leaves NO reason to peruse said radio squawker's scribbled inanities.
“Googleoisie,” on the other hand, is an excellent new word, manufactured by me. Gaze upon my skillz and weep, mortal.