John Roberts gets confirmed. Judy Miller gets sprung. Scooter Libby is brewing coffee for the media horde camped out in his front yard. Tom DeLay, Learlike, is watching his children fight over his kingdom (does that make Roy Blunt Regan or Cordelia?). POTUS may toss another nominee into the mix this afternoon (note to conservatives: Larry Thompson would be a fantastic choice).
None of this matters.
Yankees. Red Sox. Fenway for 3 with a potential (and maybe gut wrenchingly inevitable?) tie-breaker at the Stadium on Monday.
Pass the anti-anxiety meds. My children are already gearing up for another round of “Daddy, you’re scaring us.”
Game on! Go Yanks.
A man of faith in a godless age is hitting Americans where it hurts.
Mr. and Mrs. American Spectator Reader, let P.J. O’Rourke talk sense to your kids.
In Britain, defending your property can get you life.
The debacle of this president’s administration is both a cause and a symptom of the decline of American values. Unless Congress impeaches him, that decline will go on unchecked. An eminent jurist surveys the damage and assesses the chances for the recovery of our culture.
It won’t take long for conservatives to scratch this presidential wannabe off their 2008 scorecard.
The American Christmas, like the songs that celebrate it, makes room for everybody under the rainbow. Is that why so many people seem to be hostile to it?
Was the President done in by the economy, or by the politics of the economy?
H/T to National Review Online