Joy Reid, a celebrity hitherto unknown to me, since I don’t get cable, is in danger of being stripped of her celebrity status on the grounds of anti-gay wisecracks she ran on her blog some 10 years ago. Among other things, it appears that she repeatedly accused former Florida Governor Charlie Crist of being a…
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Rich Lowry, last seen grabbing his ankles like a man
You know what is like rape? Rape is like rape: when it’s inevitable, you might as well bend over and enjoy it. Such is the gist and giblets of Rich Lowry’s recent post over at the National Review, “The Never Trump Delusion”, informing his principled peers that anal rape is the better part of valor—though…
Kevin Williamson, more peccant than impeccable
There’s a bit of a to-do in the blogosphere regarding the recent hiring of Kevin “Mattress Face” Williamson1 by the Atlantic, one that leaves me, remarkably enough, on the side of the ululating left, who are (mostly) mad at Kev’s pathetically “provocative” “jest” that women who get abortions should be hung.2 I don’t think old…
David Ignatius is NOT a vampire. He CAN see himself in a mirror. He just doesn’t WANT to.
You can’t blame the guy, can you? If I lied like Dave, I wouldn’t want to look at myself in the mirror either. Dave’s latest gaze blocker, delivered in the course of his mandatory suck-up to newly arrived enabler in chief John Bolton, runs as follows: “Bolton’s hawkishness toward North Korea now looks prescient. He…
First Things First: Uncle Reno’s Just So Stories
What do you get when you click on an article in First Things, that heady brew of theological harrumphing first set in motion by frenzied spiritual striver Richard John Neuhaus, about whom I (mostly) snickered here? Well, judging from this piece by the site’s editor, R.R. (Richard Russell) Reno, “End Times Anxiety”, you’ll learn a…
The Wrath of Eli
Yo, Donald Trump! Eli Lake has so had it with you! Listen up! Condemn Putin, goddamnit! Condemn him and all his works! No more of your tricks! No more “tough action and words from the underlings, and baffling nonsense or sinister silence from the president.” Stop being so sinister! Eli is putting you on notice:…
Stormy Update: Memo to Karen: Get it in writing, honey!
Earlier this week, I remarked on the lack of attention being paid to Karen McDougal, 1998 Playmate of the Year, and sometime playmate for Donald Trump, according to the New Yorker, thanks to the now standard avalanche of new scandals and disasters that now fill what we must call “Trump Time”. Why not at least…
You know who I feel sorry for? Karen McDougal, that’s who I feel sorry for.
Remember Karen McDougal? She used to be big. Well, biggish. Well, on the road to biggish, definitely, when it was “revealed” a couple of weeks ago in America’s bible of titillation, the New Yorker, that the 1998 Playmate of the Year had an affair with a married Donald Trump back in the day and had…
The Snake at the Table
A month ago, thoughtful conservative Ross Douthat wrote a column, “The Necessity of Stephen Miller”, in which he argued that if liberals want a deal on immigration, they’re going to have to allow White House dude Stephen Miller a place at the table. Yes, Ross acknowledges, El Stevo has views on immigration that are at…
Paging Dr. Yeats! Paging Dr. Yeats!
Some time ago, I got so tired of reading about things “slouching towards Bethlehem”, or at least slouching somewheres, that I took upon myself to announce that no one, with the exception of Huckleberry Finn, would be allowed to use that verb, at once so affectedly literary and so uncouth that the poor word was…