Son of a bitch! I don't normally like to broach politics on this forum, but will someone please take a sledgehammer to Peggy Noonan's hands and keep that insufferably sanctimonious bitch from writing such flaccid twaddle as this ever again?!!!! Geezus, but that fuckin' broad can be the most self-righteous bluenose ever to have cracked that completely fractured disingenuous smile that blowhard dingbats like her specialize in. I mean, I nearly hurled at the maudlin, heavy-handed tripe that emanates from this bloviating screwhead's "contribution" to our collective memory of Reagan. That self-absorbed pap fills me with the instense desire to punch her in the vagina for ever having taken pen to paper. What an utterly wretched and disgraceful load of horse manure! Dammit!
(whew! I feel better.)
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Here's an interesting little experiment: since I'm studying for a test now (no, not RIGHT now) and don't have time to read the Noonan missive, I'll predict the solution for the rampant flubberistic twaddle-ism that's apparently been detected by UZ. I predictively speculate that the ANSWER will prove to be -
1) write a reserved and civil rebuttal to Noonan's publisher/editor/whatever
2) convene an emergency clown meeting concerning hard liquor and someone's DVD copy of "GLITTER"
3) Study for some certification with Zappa LPs and an old VHS of "FORBIDDEN ZONE" playing constantly
Yeah. That's the ticket.
"You have selected option number 2 - Old No. 7. Please deposit one fifth now."
Just read the Noonan missive. Weak.
There WAS a tepid mention of "ideology" and "philosophy" but the writer promptly retreated to the underbrush of sentimental name-dropping. Guess this journalist wasn't the one to bite the bullet and do something other than "remember when" and "guess who I saw". Maybe Will's piece had some content...
Where's that bottle? Where's the ice? Hit PLAY.