The Man

Because not even zone defense or a safety blitz can contain him, Charles Pierce, from Altercation.

An "angry mom"? Well, yes, Lynne, but you're also a career McCarthyite academic hack. And "angry father"? Well, yes, Dick, and I appreciate how grateful you are to Mary for her noble efforts in getting conceived and born so you could avoid Vietnam, but you've also made a career in a party that sold its soul long ago to the worst theocratic hatchetmen in the history of the country, and now there seem be some consequences to that. What's the subtext here? That the national Republican party is the more sensitive of the two parties toward the gay community?

Yes, and I am the Tsar of all the Russias.

Welcome to the NFL, kids.

And, let us recall that the Avignon Presidency thought nothing of smearing John McCain's wife and child when it needed a win in South Carolina four years ago. I mention that because it appears that McCain himself has forgotten it.

Outside of Dukakis in the tank, there never has been a more pathetic political image than McCain, apparently shot full of whatever it is they use to bring down a moose when it gets into the suburbs, dragged out to stand there with C-Plus Augustus for that transparently phony man-of-the-people stunt on Air Force One yesterday. My God, John, how do you face your wife after that? How do you face your child?

How much is a cabinet post worth? How much is it worth to you to have the drooling racist nitwits on the Imus show kiss your ass? How much is it worth to have Tim Russert think you're a hero? How much will you sell to be who they say you are? How big a toad will you consent to eat?

My God, Doc. There's nobody these people won't ruin to get what they want. Screw it. Until John Kerry is inaugurated, there are no rules.