October 06, 2005

Triumph over the Will

There are a lot of reasons to be delighted with Harriet Miers' nomination to the Supreme Court. Prominent among them is the fact that it has Windbag In Chief George Will chewing the carpet -- or rather, gumming it in his toothless, flannel-mouthed way. Poor George was always a stupefying bore, but as long as he still had Quote Boy his stuff had a certain Watts Tower charm, decoupage'd all over with borrowed snippets from Gibbon, Hume, Thomas Aquinas, and other quarries of magpie treasure. But here's a random sample of Will swill nowadays :

"Otherwise the sound principle of substantial deference to a president's choice of judicial nominees will dissolve into a rationalization for senatorial abdication of the duty to hold presidents to some standards of seriousness that will prevent them from reducing the Supreme Court to a private plaything useful for fulfilling whims on behalf of friends."

Poor man can't even find the period key on his laptop -- with both hands. And it's all like this. Gotta admire the dura ilia of those National Review readers -- they must be made of stern stuff indeed to choke down this mucilage week in and week out.


Posted by gracchus at October 6, 2005 02:17 PM | TrackBack
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at the 20 year celebration of the national review ( circa 74-75 )

i knocked open some swinging "ampitheatre "
type doors
right into
"our man Will "
here's quivering muzzle...

he recoiled in utter fear

backing all the way
to the far lobby wall ....
was the look
perhaps


" my god they've come for me "

they being
the lefto roughs

--------------------------------

a more rodentine
less lupine
figure is not imaginable

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my bursting in on him
"like a red samson "
loudly muttering
about that "screaming queen"
billy bob buckley

probably still haunts his dreams


Posted by: slink on October 7, 2005 04:29 PM
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