Hog On Nice

Bitch. Slapped.

Hurricane Frances is but a mild breeze when compared to the force of Steve's category-five takedown of Susan Estrich's bleatings.

I blame myself for not seeing it coming. In politics, you should always let cynicism be your guide. Estrich appears on Fox News and makes an effort to be polite to conservatives, and she often seems fair, and she once went so far as to debunk the nonsense about the 2000 election results being corrupted by the involvement of a distant Bush relative. I was taken in. Then I saw her column for September 1st.

Shrill. Anti-male. Packed with baseless innuendo. The kind of thing you expect to see at Democratic Underground.

NOAA's got it wrong, friends. The Perfect Storm is alive and well, and is blogging from Coral Gables, Florida.

If Steve ever masters his piano to the same degree he does a 'puter keyboard, I'm buying front row seats to his Carnegie Hall debut.

And somehow, I don't doubt that day shall come

Comments

[Russ]

Maybe that title should be "Hog No Nice."

[homebru]

It would almost be worth flying to New York for Steve's debut recital. Just to see how he recovers when Marvin turns two sheetmusic pages instead of one.

Maybe there'll be a DVD.