Mrs. Obama
Posted by TFG on 6th May 2008
(One can picture Obama looking pained and sensitive and saying, “Keep my wife out of it,” or words to that effect, as Clinton tried to do in 1992 when Jerry Brown and Ralph Nader quite correctly inquired about his spouse’s influence.)
Hitchens is pretty much my Mencken. There are a million typists on the interwebs trying to reach these levels, yet this man shines above all. I count myself among those trying typists, but there’s an innate knowledge that Hitchens was raised to do this, while I was raised to do something different, like dig holes for fenceposts and make weirdo techie shit.
As far as Mrs. Barry goes, I think she’s got his balls in a jar in the nightstand. If you think that this very smart man wouldn’t be running for president at this utterly undistinguished point in his life (Kay Bailey Hutchison, for one, gots more experience than this lightweight hack) without bitch bites up and down his back, you’re a moron. That’s just the way those people are raised. Liberal red-diaper people, I mean. It disgusts me that I have to say that, but I don’t want to end up an object lesson in an episode of Purposely Misread the Old White Dude.
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