Ace has an exquisite takedown of the I-hate-how-much-I-love-to-grill guy at Salon. It had been a while since I'd run into such a neurotically narcissistic screed, and I gave some thought to blogging about it myself, but now it would be superfluous.
Hasn't pretty much any annual dinner of the local-level Freedom-Hater party that you've ever heard about been called the Jefferson-Jackson dinner? Not anymore in Connecticut.
Secretaries Global-Test, Moniz and Lew appeared before the Senate Foreign Relations Committee today to spin the Iran surrender. It was as lame a performance as any of them has ever turned in.
Allen West breathes fire in Times Square over that surrender. I wish every one of us in post-America had this guy's love of freedom, decency, and common sense.
Rich Lowry demonstrates that Ta-Nehisi Coates accomplishes being simultaneously silly and spiritually rotten - even as he wields undeniable writing chops.
Now go enjoy your dinner.
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