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p> Mr. Judge may believe that he's just a conservative metrosexual, but in actuality, he's just another newly minted proud snob (or at least thinks he is) and wants everybody else to know it. I'm so sorry that the common-man culture is such an embarrassment to him. Perhaps he needs to spend more time with "sophisticates," like Gore Vidal, who lavishes away in sunny Italy while the sons and daughters of Wal-Mart shoppers die in Iraq to preserve his pampered life style. Mr. Judge needs to spent less time in the venues of banality, which he claims to abhor, and more time in venues like TAS that publish his solipsism. I find it amazing that Mr. Judge writes this nonsense in the very publication that demonstrates the fallacy of his arguments on a daily basis. If Mr. Judge were to remove his Ray-Bans long enough to read TAS and other conservative publications, he just might be cowed by the level of sophistication demonstrated by writers and readers alike. Frankly, I find it insulting to even have to refute Mr. Judge's trite observations, so I won't bother, except to say, that while perhaps some NASCAR aficionados might not know who Rigoletto's daughter is, they do know the things that make America great, Reader's Digest version notwithstanding. br> -- A. DiPentima /p> p> Mr. Judge's NASCAR analogy falls flat when you consider how the sophisticated consider Formula I racing, which is after all a bunch of foreigners making left and right turns. Also, a lot of people don't have to shop at Wal-Mart, but they choose to, which leaves them more disposable income to buy books and such. br> -- Mary McLemore
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