There was probably a time, during my days of hardcore political blogging, that this “supremely” epic collapse of the most disgusting elements of the right wing would’ve have amused me and given me some sick pleasure. But those days are long gone. It just depresses me now. I just can’t believe, anytime I really stop and think about it, that this asinine level of political discourse isn’t dramatically harmful to our fabric.
God, why do I read Rush and Newt quotes on Friday nights when I should be shotgunning beers and listening to Springsteen with the kid?