I suggested in yesterday's article that Obama and Ayers probably met when Obama was at Columbia and Ayers was at the nearby Bank Street College. (They had Edward Said as a common connection.)
Well, case closed, then. Take them out and shoot them.
And so I quote from the 487,982nd hothouse paragraph at NRO this week alone, in which the author attempts, through the comical disgorgement of ridiculous detail, to prove that Barack Obama may be too much of a Nut for ordinary Americans to accept. It's like getting fashion tips from a man wearing a clown nose & fruit hat, with a live salmon down his pants: "Your tie does not match your socks. Giggle! Calm down, Mr. Wriggles!" Frap frap slap. "Eeeek!" (Exit, pursued by a bear.)
It is a very edifying spectacle. Strangely admirable, though, like the band that kept on playing as the Titanic slowly slid 'neath the frigid tide. Except in this case they're all playing kazoos. Badly.
