As you might have noticed, recently I've been talking up the fact that I've been at this keyboard now for 20 years, and thank you all for indulging me and the kind words and the Tip Jar contributions that some of you sent which is deeply appreciated, and for which I have not yet made the time to write individual "Thank-Yous".
Bad blogger! Bad!
So I figured it was time to close that little bit of endzone gavotting and move on with current events, and maybe bring it up again at 25 year mark, at which time I assume all contributions will be in the form of either DOGE bitcoin (should Musk's vaporware currency become the mandatory Mark of the Beast), rubles (should Trump finally just sign the country over to his paymaster in the Kremlin), or promises of real eggs and Victory gin (should Trump's curb-stomping of the economy continue apace.)
But come-what-may, it would be a matter to be taken up in 2030. But here-and-now it's time to get back to the goings in the here-and-now.
Then I picked up my crisp, new copy of The Atlantic...
OK, that's not even remotely true. Instead, my inbox was flooded with screenshots and quotes from the headline story in The Atlantic, urging my attention.
Oh my sweet and fluffy Lord, why do you do this to me?
OK.
Fine.
To quote the most consequential line in American literature,
"All right, then, I'll go to hell!”
But to get there, be forewarned that I'm going to ride this hobby horse
around the block and back again. However, I also promise that I will
keep quotes from this abomination to a minimum.
Let's start with the second paragraph:
Until January 20, 2025, I didn’t realize how much of my very identity was built on this faith in my country’s goodness—on the idea that we Americans are partners in a grand and heroic enterprise, that our daily lives are ennobled by service to that cause. Since January 20, as I have watched America behave vilely—toward our friends in Canada and Mexico, toward our friends in Europe, toward the heroes in Ukraine and President Volodymyr Zelensky in the Oval Office—I’ve had trouble describing the anguish I’ve experienced. Grief? Shock? Like I’m living through some sort of hallucination? Maybe the best description for what I’m feeling is moral shame: To watch the loss of your nation’s honor is embarrassing and painful.
The Alert Reader will notice that Mr. Brooks' mental spellchecker remains
broken beyond repair; still automatically swapping in the word
"Americans" when the word he is hiding from is "Republicans".
Brooks continues:
George Orwell is a useful guide to what we’re witnessing. He understood that it is possible for people to seek power without having any vision of the good. “The Party seeks power entirely for its own sake,” an apparatchik says in 1984.
Hey, here's a fun fact! According to my temporal panopticon machine,
the last time David Brooks cited George Orwell at length was April of
2003.
Golly, that's almost exactly 22 years ago!
It was in a column entitled "The Collapse of the Dream Palaces" which
Brooks wrote when he was the managing editor of Bloody Bill Kristol's
now-defunct The Weekly Standard, and in which Mr. Brooks cheered on
Bush's totally awesome conquest of Iraq ("Now that the war in Iraq is over...") and danced his neocon happy dance on the graves of everyone who had
ever doubted the inerrant wisdom and military genius of George W. Bush.
GEORGE ORWELL was a genuinely modest man. But he knew he had a talent for facing unpleasant facts. That doesn’t seem at first glance like much of a gift. But when one looks around the world, one quickly sees how rare it is. Most people nurture the facts that confirm their worldview and ignore or marginalize the ones that don’t, unable to achieve enough emotional detachment from their own political passions to see the world as it really is. Now that the war in Iraq is over, we’ll find out how many people around the world are capable of facing unpleasant facts.
In the article, Brooks took special pleasure sticking it to those he deemed
the worst of the worst. That would be us Murrica-hating, terrorist-luvin' Liberals.
Finally, there is the dream palace of the American Bush haters. In this dream palace, there is so much contempt for Bush that none is left over for Saddam or for tyranny. Whatever the question, the answer is that Bush and his cronies are evil. What to do about Iraq? Bush is evil. What to do about the economy? Bush is venal. What to do about North Korea? Bush is a hypocrite.
In this dream palace, Bush, Cheney, and a junta of corporate oligarchs stole the presidential election, then declared war on Iraq to seize its oil and hand out the spoils to Halliburton and Bechtel. In this dream palace, the warmongering Likudniks in the administration sit around dreaming of conquests in Syria, Iran, and beyond. In this dream palace, the boy genius Karl Rove hatches schemes to use the Confederate flag issue to win more elections, John Ashcroft wages holy war on American liberties, Donald Rumsfeld, Paul Wolfowitz, and his cabal of neoconservatives long for global empire. In this dream palace, every story of Republican villainy is believed, and all the windows are shuttered with hate.
Of course, within a matter of a few years it turned out all those terrible
things the Bush haters believed were true. Worse than true, actually:
the perfidy and incompetence of the Bush administration set the stage for the rise of a monster like Trump, and the Both Siderist poison Brooks
and his imitators kept pumping into the America body politic decade after
decade lowered the bar sufficiently for Trump to clear it.
In fact, within seven years everything about Bush's Iraqi Clusterfuck that Brooks had ballyhooed so loud and hard in this article and in a number of others had collapsed so utterly that, when publicly confronted with his own words from this very article, Brooks would deny writing any such thing. I know this because I was there when he did it and I filmed him doing it. If you're interested, click here for the whole story -- "All The Lies That Are His Life".
Anyhoo, five months later, in September of 2003, while Bush's Iraq war was
still wildly popular with Conservatives, and the complicit legacy media was
attempting to further ingratiate themselves to the Bush regime by hiring
every pro-war neocon in sight, Brooks parlayed his support for the
Iraq war, his support for Bush's massive tax cuts, and his seething contempt
for the Left into a job for life at The New York Times.
Where, like a finely tuned clockwork mechanism that always runs backwards and predictably farts, then poops, then explodes in your hand every couple of days, he has been pretty spectacularly
wrong about almost everything ever since.
I don't have the time or the will to summarize the literally thousand of
posts I have written over the decades detailing all the myriad ways in which
Brooks has either been just wildly wrong, or has invented or exaggerated
some Liberal sins so that he could trowel out yet another slab of Both Sides
Do It offal, or has held himself willfully ignorant of the state of his
Republican party so that he could use his position at the Times to
spin of fairy tales about an imminent recovery of the GOP which never
happens, or the any-minute-now renaissance of the Conservative movement
which never arrives.
But he is why, despite my best intentions, I must once again flog the fact
that I have been blogging for 20 years now, because it was 20 years ago this
week -- April 9, 2005 -- when I penned my first column vivisecting
the work of Mr. David Brooks of The New York Times.
Longtime readers will not be surprised to learn that Brooks' column 20 years
ago was all about his claim to a slowly dawning realization that maybe his
party was going just a little funny in the head.
Here are a few snips from my post from April 9, 2005 deconstructing Brooks;
David Brooks from the 04.09.05 NYT in which BoBo looks incrementally past his grotty navel and notices he has a couple of stinky little feet at the end of his legs. Article has been trimmed a bit, and helpful translations have been added for You The Customer.The Republican Party is running into a problem: the conservatism of the American people. Over the past decade, the Republicans have set themselves up as the transformational party...[But the American people] have a taste for order and a distrust of those who want too much change on too many fronts too quickly...
Translation: They are scared shitless that the Crazier’n a Shithouse Rat Theocrats that the Evil Liberals have always warned them about might actually exist and have the keys to the car. Oh and all the Mapquest Route Planners they left behind as clues have a place called “Armageddonville” circled in big, red Crayon.It's become increasingly clear that the Republicans are bumping into some limits...Translation: limits like...gravity, evolution, arithmetic, international law, economics. Why does reality hate Republicans?Being conservative, most Americans believe that decisions should be made at the local level, where people understand the texture of the case. Even many evangelicals, who otherwise embrace the culture of life, grow queasy when politicians in Washington start imposing solutions from afar, based on abstract principles rather than concrete particulars.Translation: Even in the middle of my faux critique of my own Overlords ...must ...regurgitate ... ”culture of life” meme...every...six...minutes. Hope no one notices what a trained seal I have become.Then there is Social Security reform. Republicans set forth with a plan to give people some control over their own retirement accounts. Here, too, Republicans have been surprised by the tepid public support. Americans understand that there is a big problem, but right now most oppose personal accounts invested in the markets. According to a Wall Street Journal poll this week, a third of Republicans currently oppose them.Translation: We were all shocked when the public didn’t think letting Thurston Howell’s idiot son bulldoze Mom’s retirement money onto the craps table was a spiffy notion. We were stunned when our Soviet Style “spontaneous” crowds of carefully screened zombies came across like a Pravda Puppet Show.
For the uninitiated, you should know that Brooks writes one of these "What is it Lassie? The GOP stumbled a little? But it'll all work out
OK? Cool!"
columns every few months, and has been doing so for the past 23 years.
It's one of the three or four variations of tepid horseshit columns he
cranks out that are so nearly-identical to one another, they may as well
have been written by algorithm.
So, indulge me a little here. I wanna try an experiment.
Let us
say, for the sake of argument, in response to Brooks' column today
I wrote the following:
So today David Brooks wrote a very special column.It was not a column explaining that the Republican party -- his Republican party, his Conservative movement -- really is just a festering cesspit of paranoia and bigotry and fury, because he has already written himself into an inescapable corner by writing so many columns over so many years swearing that this was not so.And it certainly was not a column saying the simplest, and most obvious truth of all -- that the Left was right about the Right all along -- because on that day the small clutch of wealthy men who have subsidized his Whig Fan Fiction Factory for years would cast him down from his high place and leave him unprotected to the predations of the job market. Were that to happen, Mr. Brooks would not last a week.Instead, Mr., Brooks has written a letter of supplication to that small clutch of wealthy men, begging them to let him keep his job as the Greatest Conservative Public Intellectual in Murrica. Promising to do better next time.Moreover, many in the media, especially me, did not understand how they would express their alienation. We expected Trump to fizzle because we were not socially intermingled with his supporters and did not listen carefully enough. For me, it’s a lesson that I have to change the way I do my job if I’m going to report accurately on this country.
And, for the sake of further argument, if I told you that, buried 1,000
words deep in Mr. Brooks' column today entitled
"I Should Have Seen This Coming" you would find these
paragraphs --
Moreover, many in the media, especially me, did not understand how they would express their alienation. We expected Trump to fizzle because we were not socially intermingled with his supporters and did not listen carefully enough. For me, it’s a lesson that I have to change the way I do my job if I’m going to report accurately on this country.
I messed up big time in not knowing Trump was coming. And so when something like that happens you take a look at yourself and you think "What did I miss about America?" And...I'm...too much in the Acela corridor. I've gotta get out. That's one thing.
Believe me, I travel every week, but I'm at a college here...so I'm always within the bubble. And so I've gotta get out. But then the other thing is, like, I've achieved way more career success than I ever thought I would, so it's time to take some chances on the spiritual realm, on the personal -- the emotional realm, and I've...got nothing to lose...
-- there would be no reason not to believe me, right?
After all, I've got a more-or-less honest face, in all the time we've known each other I've never steered you wrong about
Brooks, and those sorts of sentiments would seem to track for a column
entitled "I Should Have Seen This Coming", right?
But...nope.
That bit about "So today David Brooks wrote a very special column"? That was me from the last time David Brooks claims he
suddenly woke up to discover that there was something amiss inside his
GOP.
That was me from "David Brooks: The Sword and The Shield" written March 16, 2016. If you're doing the math, yes, that was nearly a decade ago.
And while those other three paragraphs are indeed from David Brooks, they are
also all from nearly a decade ago. The first one is from the
Times in March of 2016, and the second two from his appearance on the
now-defunct Charlie Rose Show the same week.
I know because at the time I wrote about it here,
"The David Brooks Touching Indians Tour Has Been Suspended
Indefinitely".
20 years ago I made a wager with myself. To keep up-to-date on which lies and delusions were the new hotness among the Beltway pundits and elite
Centrist politicians, I needed to keep an eye on Brooks and document what I
saw. Because out of all the Sensible Conservative frauds who had
insinuated them into the institutional media and were methodically
destroying it from within, I saw clearly that this balding, bespectacled
little nebbish was and is that ecosystem's apex predator.
He was the worst. Using his ubiquity and influence to shield
the GOP from serious scrutiny behind a scrim of lies, deflections and Both
Siderism. And while the horror that was spawning itself inside
the GOP like a fast-moving cancer was right there, clear as crystal, black
and white for anyone to see who chose to look...
...over and over again Brooks chose not to look.
In point of fact, he chose to lie to his readers over and over and over again.
Just as Fox News and Hate Radio grew wealthy and powerful telling the
reprogrammable meatbags of the Republican base the lies they wished to
believe, so too did Brooks make himself wealthy and influential telling
New York Times readers, and NPR listeners, and PBS and
Meet the Press viewers the lies they very much wanted to believe.
When looked at over the span of decades as I have done, Brooks' columns
present the unmistakable stink of routinized institutionalized
duplicity. A ritual of dishonest and deluded mantras repeated over
and over again, especially when it comes to the state of the GOP.
His readership, which includes U.S. presidents, university presidents,
senators, CEOs and captains of industry -- movers and shakers who all
desperately want to believe him -- have been fed, over and over again,
the pundit equivalent of one of Zeno's Paradoxes. Specifically, the
Dichotomy Paradox:
Since any distance can be divided in half, the arrow has to take an infinite number of steps to reach its goal. Since you are adding an infinite number of steps together, it would take an infinite amount of time to reach the goal. This means the arrow will never reach the target.
For decades, however catastrophically awful the GOP became -- however
unbearable the reek from the rotting corpse of the Party of Lincoln became
-- Brooks' columns held out the promise to his readers that the end-state
could never arrive. That nation may stumble, but it
could never fall, and the stumbles, however bad they were, were always
reversable.
This was Brooks sounding the "All Clear" on
November 5, 2014,
mere months before Donald Trump slithered down the escalator
The big Republican accomplishment is that they have detoxified their brand. Four years ago they seemed scary and extreme to a lot of people. They no longer seem that way. The wins in purple states like North Carolina, Iowa and Colorado are clear indications that the party can at least gain a hearing among swing voters. And if the G.O.P. presents a reasonable candidate (and this year’s crop was very good), then Republicans can win anywhere. I think we’ve left the Sarah Palin phase and entered the Tom Cotton phase.
And when all that sweet-sweet talk of detoxing came to absolutely nothing, in April of 2016 Brooks decided to tell his readers a different fiction. From me, back then:
...And on this, the last day of 11th blogiversary fundraiser, the blogging gods have once again visited Mr. David Brooks in the night and "inspired" him to write what may be the most spectacularly ridiculous piece of Whig fan fiction in his long and profitable career of cranking out ridiculous pieces of Whig fan fiction.
The blogging gods are often cruel, but they are always entertaining.Today, Mr. Brooks imagineers out of thin air an entire army of public-spirited Reasonable Republicans who will infiltrate the Republican convention in July cleverly disguised as party hacks but then -- surprise! -- cast off their fake George Wallace noses and Pat Buchanan wigs just in time to rise as one! A veritable League of Extraordinary Whig Gentlemen! ("The Lincoln Caucus"):
Or they could choose the collective path.This is the path that recognizes that the situation we’re in now is more like a parliamentary process than a presidential process. Even very small groups can have an amazing influence over big candidates who are trying to build a majority coalition. Think of the way small Israeli religious parties extract concessions from the much larger Israeli parties.So I’m suggesting some number of delegates organize themselves into a caucus called the Lincoln Caucus. The Lincoln Caucus would not be an explicitly anti-Trump caucus or an anti-Cruz caucus. It would just be a caucus made up of delegates who are not happy with the choices currently before them...
Earth's mightiest imaginary Conservative heroes who will remake the GOP exactly as David Brooks wishes it to be:
The first thing the Lincoln Caucus would do is plant a flag for a different style of Republicanism. Members of the caucus would remind the country that there still are Republicans who believe in prudent globalism, reform conservative ideas to lift up the working class. There are still Republicans who believe in certain standards of polite behavior in public and pragmatic compromise.
And either save the party from ruin:
This process would bring the Trump and Cruz campaigns back toward the Republican mainstream. It would create a road toward party unity after one deal or another was reached. It might go some way toward heading off a general election debacle.
It would also create a democratic path toward a Republican nominee who is not Trump or Cruz...
Mostly, members of the Lincoln Caucus would stand up for the legitimate rights of the party. In our republican system, it is parties that choose nominees; not primary voters. Parties are lasting institutions that manage coalitions, preserve historical commitments, protect us from flash-in-the-pan demagogues and impose restraints on the excessively ambitious. The Lincoln Caucus would embody these legitimate institutional responsibilities.
Or, wait out the Trumpocalypse in David Brooks' Justice League World Headquarters and emerge from the rubble to lead the survivors towards a brighter, Whiggier tomorrow:
If the Republican ticket gets devastated in November, members of the Lincoln Caucus could say, “We stood for something different,” and they’d be in a good position to lead the rebuilding process.
Or, failing that, make their escape via Mr. Brooks' hot air balloon and settle on the Moon, which will be be very hospitable to their Whiggish ways once the King of the Moon is sufficiently placated:
So that is what Mr. Brooks was paid actual money to write today in America's newspaper of record.
End April, 2016 redux.
However, passing off delusional spit-balling as some kind of workable elite strategy could only ever take Brooks so far. Same with his continuous
whitewashing the GOP's depraved past: necessary but insufficient.
To pull this all off, Brooks had one more enormous sledgehammer of a lie in
his pundit kit. A lie that he repeated with such robotic regularity in
virtually every column for decades that, after a while, I got to where I could predict
with unnerving accuracy how that lie would be deployed in each column --
predict it almost down to the paragraph in which Brooks would drop the "razor
in the apple".
My wife will vouch for me :-)
This is, of course, the biggest lie of all. The Big Lie that makes all
the little lies possible. The Both Sides Do It lie. And kids, Mr.
David Brooks is the motherfucking pope of the High and Holy Church of Both Sides Do
It. And for the sake of my poor, tired typin' fangers, I will indulge
myself once again by copy/pasting my own words from years gone by...
I will note once again that, for all the blather he has been selling suckers for $24.99 about his tortured midlife-crisis wanderings between the Torah and the Beatitudes in search of God and Meaning, anyone who isn't one of Mr. Brooks' acolytes or fellow-travelers and has actually read what Mr. Brooks has actually written over these past 15 years with an unjaundiced eye can easily identify his true faith.
Both Sides Do It
Both Sides Do It is his most fervent catechism.
Both Sides Do It is the mistress he will always return to no matter what lies he tells himself or his wife.
Both Sides Do It is his Song of Songs.
Let him kiss me with the kisses of his mouth: for thy love is better than wine.And whatever upscale architectural tours he may take of other houses of worship, Mr. David Brooks of The New York Times -- Pope Bias the First, Bishop of the Acela Corridor, aka, Vicar of Both Sides, Successor of the Prince of the Kristols, Supreme Pontiff of the Washington Beltway, Primate of Fake Centrism, Archbishop and Metropolitan of Humility, Sovereign of True Conservatism's City State and Servant of the servants of the Church of Lyin'tology -- Both Sides Do It will always be his true tabernacle.
Because of the savour of thy good ointments thy name is as ointment poured forth, therefore do the virgins love thee.
Draw me, we will run after thee: the king hath brought me into his chambers: we will be glad and rejoice in thee, we will remember thy love more than wine: the upright love thee..
The cathedral where he will always go to preach his sermons and collect his pay.
And I will note once again that the descent of Mr. Brooks' Republican party into fascism and madness and the concomitant rise of Republican monsters like Donald Trump would never have been possible without the relentless barrage of false equivalence punditry which has been the stock-in-trade of media quacks and parasites like Mr. David Brooks for decades.
However, having said all that (and so much more), what has been clear to me
for a very long time now is that 20 years of deconstructing Mr. Brooks' lies
-- no matter how plain or fancy my words are, no matter if I use humor,
pathos, metaphor, or rhyme it all in iambic tetrameter -- none of that has had
any effect whatsoever on elite opinions about David Brooks.
They still revere him, hang on his words and buy his books.
Brooks as been so successful selling his top-shelf, Both Sides Do It snake oil
to credulous elites that this was Senator Cory Booker's opinion of David
Fucking Brooks as of February 16, 2025
I've had the honor of knowing David Brooks for years. I admire him and have been deeply moved, informed, inspired, and bettered by his books and talks.
He was a Republican when I met him. I don't know his party affiliation now. What I do know is he has always been a man of virtue, objective reasoning, pragmatism, wisdom, and invaluable insights.
And this was was judge J. Michael Luttig's opinion of David Fucking Brooks
today. You might remember Luttig from his many, many guest appearances
on MSNBC. He was that life-long Republican and arch
conservative judge, until January 6th, 2021.
From the great David Brooks of The New York Times, in the May volume of The Atlantic. Everyone should read every word of this historic piece. It's worth the price of a subscription to The Atlantic, without question the most courageous magazine in America today.
And yet I do not despair or consider my time wasted, because for every
senator or judge or CEO or Meet the Press host who lavished Brooks
with treacly praise, down here at the grassroots level where all things
begin, there is a different story.
For example, Alert Reader Walt has okayed me to reprint (in part) the email
he sent to me this morning, provided I cite him as
"Walt Auvil, flagrant violator of David Brooks copyright".
"The pathetic thing is that I didn’t see this coming even though I’ve been living around these people my whole adult life."
“I should have understood this much sooner, because the reactionaries had revealed their true character as far back as January 1986.”
“Owning the libs became a lucrative strategy.”Could it be that the scales have fallen from his eyes?!?
Of course not, the razor in the apple . . . .“Of course, the left made it easy for them. The left really did purge conservatives from universities and other cultural power centers. The left really did valorize a “meritocratic” caste system that privileged the children of the affluent and screwed the working class. The left really did pontificate to their unenlightened moral inferiors on everything from gender to the environment. The left really did create a stifling orthodoxy that stamped out dissent. If you tell half the country that their voices don’t matter, then the voiceless are going to flip over the table.”
Walt understands the assignment.
And, once again, this has always been Brooks' go-to move: when cornered by the absolute moral bankruptcy of his recently former political party, the complete failure of his Conservative movement and the utter hollowness of his own life's work...quick! Find some shit to fling at Liberals! From me, less than a year ago ("David Brooks Has No Immediate Plans to Engage With the Real World in Any Way"):
Donald Trump is more unhinged, openly fascist and dangerous than ever, and is once again cruising to an easy nomination by the GOP. The Republican party and Conservative movement which Mr. David Brooks devoted his entire adult life to building has centrifuged out the last few stray non-lunatics and is nothing but a pure, deranged shitpile of bigots, imbeciles and grifters from top to bottom. The Republican Supreme Court which Mr. Brooks has always aggressively defended, has dropped any pretense of legitimacy and now acts as the GOP's own private revolutionary tribunal
And all of these horribles, acting in concern, are straining every political, judicial and financial sinew to shove this country into a totalitarian abyss from which it, and the world, may never recover.
So, in the face of all that, what has captured the interest of the Most Ubiquitous Elite Media Conservative Pundit in Murrica on this 80th anniversary of the Allies storming the beaches at Normandy to put an end to the evil that the Republican party now embraces?
From Mr. David Brooks of The New York Times, June 6, 2024:
The Sins of the Educated Class
Yes, in the face of the immediate and existential threat posed by his recently-former party and his recently-former movement, Mr. Brooks has scampered back to his Safe Space to carp about the behavior of a tiny number of students on a few elite campuses.
For Conservatives during these turbulent times, this ritual has been as basic as praying at the Stations of the Cross is for old-school Catholics, or performers rubbing the Tree of Hope stump at the Apollo. This is just a small sampling...
However, thanks in no small part to you, dear readers, every day I see good people
flying the "Both Sides Don't" banner across social media. It's gotten
to the point where pundits now feel the need to (badly) pre-buttal their
stupid opinions with assurances that "this isn't one of those Both Sides
things." Which, of course, only calls attention to how very much a
Both Sides thing it is.
So good on ya!
Also the amount of blunt and immediate pushback Brooks now gets when he runs
his mouth? Well, let's just say that it makes my old Liberal Grinchy
heart swell in a delightfully non-life-threatening way.
Example: from Kevin Kruse:
Finally, if you can see your way clear to indulging this unemployable Liberal degenerate one more time, let us end on a
point I raised several thousand posts ago:
...it is now painfully clear that Mr. Brooks is engaged in a long-term project to completely rewrite the history of American Conservatism: to flense it of all of the Conservative social, political economic and foreign policy debacles that make Mr. Brooks wince and repackage the whole era as a fairy tale of noble Whigs being led through treacherous hippie country by the humble David Brooks.
You see, Mr. Brooks' relationship with the actual here-and-now here in America has always been a lot like Mr. Brooks' first marriage: a disaster
from Mr. Brooks which has been trying to get as far away as humanly
possible, because it is the graveyard of all his ridiculous postulating and
pontificating about Man and God and Culture.
This is why Mr. Brooks has always reserved some of his biggest, gassiest
lies for long paeans on the subject of Conservatism's amazing imaginary past
-- which is always juuust out of sight in the Republican rearview mirror --
and Conservatism's awesome imaginary future -- which is always juuust over
the Republican horizon.
And he would have gotten away with it too, if it weren't for those meddling
Republican voters...
I Am The Liberal Media
