A new week broke in New York, but for Peggy Noonan, the depression that had invaded her soul like a column of Norman knights landing at Waterford kept her sluggish and listless as she moped about her chastely appointed apartment safe above the teeming hordes of Manhattan. Perhaps it was the long and brutal winter that had caused Hippocrates's black bile to snuggle itself around her heart like a
She must be especially proud of the sheer number of lies and misleading insinuations she packed into this missal. Remember when columnists generally acted as if their output warranted trust?
Poor drunken slag! It's getting so one can't justify being a conservative without serious truth-distortion to prop up their feeble raison d'être anymore. It must wear thin. Thank goodness for the gin and an attentive doorman to fetch it.
I dream of a government so large and robust that even Grover Norquist could not drown it, nay, not even in <i>all</i> of Peggy Noonington&#039;s bathtub gin.
Are you kidding? She&#039;d suck the life-force right out of a kitten. Leave a little, desicated husk. I saw her do that to a crocodile on a NatGeo channel special.
She must be especially proud of the sheer number of lies and misleading insinuations she packed into this missal. Remember when columnists generally acted as if their output warranted trust?
What&#039;s the predominant demographic makeup of that coveted &quot;citizen&quot; ? Gee, that&#039;s a puzzler.
Meanwhile, back in America, a chorus of voices range out, saying: &quot;Peggy Who-nan?&quot;
Oh, beautiful for spaciousness, for amber bottles of scotch...
Depiction? I thought he had closed circuit cameras in her co-op like Big Brother.
But what will this mean for OUR favorite charity, &quot;Little Sisters of The Pony&quot;?
Peggers sees it every time she looks in the mirror.
Good use of passive voice, Pegs. You flunk Freshman Rhetoric.
Some may have thought Newell&#039;s departure would put an end to them but Gary&#039;s doing a fantastic job!
For a fresh change here&#039;s Jonah Goldberg&#039;s short review of the SOTU: <a href="http://www.nationalreview.c..." target="_blank">" rel="nofollow noopener" title="http://www.nationalreview.com/corner/369735/im-st...">http://www.nationalreview.c...
I&#039;m sad that you have broken the 13 step program that was to heal broken drunken souls you ginned up bitch
&quot;And then Peggy was run over by a truck&quot;.
Poor drunken slag! It&#039;s getting so one can&#039;t justify being a conservative without serious truth-distortion to prop up their feeble raison d&#039;&ecirc;tre anymore. It must wear thin. Thank goodness for the gin and an attentive doorman to fetch it.
Moar cordovan p0rn, please, Gary. I&#039;m almost there!
I dream of a government so large and robust that even Grover Norquist could not drown it, nay, not even in <i>all</i> of Peggy Noonington&#039;s bathtub gin.
Are you kidding? She&#039;d suck the life-force right out of a kitten. Leave a little, desicated husk. I saw her do that to a crocodile on a NatGeo channel special.