[Petronski]

When I need to work up my nerve to write a tough column, I try to think of myself as Emma Peel in a black leather catsuit, giving a kung fu kick to any diabolical mastermind who merits it.

LOLROFLMAOAPIMP

What a fool.

[wagglebee]

She forgot to mention that she is drunk off her ass when she does it!

[Arthur Wildfire! March]

...When I-I-I wrote columns about the Clinton impeachment opéra bouffe...

...I-I-I'm often asked how I-I-I can be so "mean"...


...Even the metaphors used to describe my-I-I column play into the castration theme: my-I-I scalpel, my-I-I cutting barbs, razor-sharp hatchet, Clinton-skewering and Bush-whacking. "Does she [I-I-I]," The L.A. Times's Patt Morrison wondered, "write on a computer or a Ronco Slicer and Dicer?"...

...In 1998, Bill Clinton made a castration joke about me [I-I-I] at a press dinner, as I sank down in my seat. I [I-I-I] called Alan Dundes, a renowned folklorist, to ask about it...

All Hail Mzzzz Dowd! May her leather cat suit ever be shiny! May her claws ever be prickly.