super smash identity politics brawl!
Ted Kennedy cannot be rolled out to pasture by a dozen El Salvadoran groundskeepers put out to pasture soon enough for my tastes, but I must admit, his endorsement of Barack Obama over Hillary Clinton — and the subsequent reaction to same from NOW — warms my heart in ways that can only be approached by, say, a fine English pipe tobacco; or, say, Joel’s scotch.
Maybe finally identity politics will implode in on itself, like a neutron star of pent-up tribalistic hatred, and take the whole social apparatus built around it down with it.
Or maybe it will have 13 highballs, put its secretary into a Delta 88, and run itself into a river.
A boy can dream, I guess.
UPDATE: Nah, cause then it would survive.
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