Unmasked Liberal
Around the watercooler at Boring Diatribe's palatial headquarters, sometimes we talk about how great it would be if we could just walk around the street, proudly declaring "Today I wrote a Boring Diatribe," rather than furtively scrawling our thoughts on torn shreds of paper (not plastic) grocery bags and anonymously passing them to the kid we have chained to the laptop in the basement next to the crates of Jolt.
Some liberals aren't so craven, though, and proudly shout their allegiance and names from the rooftops, holding off the Attorney General with nothing more threatening than a nicely turned phrase. Such a one is fellow blogger Becky Maines, who's got a thing or two to say about Osama Bin Forgotten and our pal, the other Dick, old five-o-clock shadow himself, Tricky Richard Nixon.
Have a look. The lady's been nice enough to send folks our way, and likes our taste in interior decorating.
Some liberals aren't so craven, though, and proudly shout their allegiance and names from the rooftops, holding off the Attorney General with nothing more threatening than a nicely turned phrase. Such a one is fellow blogger Becky Maines, who's got a thing or two to say about Osama Bin Forgotten and our pal, the other Dick, old five-o-clock shadow himself, Tricky Richard Nixon.
Have a look. The lady's been nice enough to send folks our way, and likes our taste in interior decorating.
1 Comments:
[chuckle] Thanks for the plug. We've probably doubled each other's readership.
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