But after having read this, I’m sure to be continually happy because McCain is the nominee. After all, Kristol has declared from on high that if I’m angry, I won’t be well thought of.
Tripe. And because it’s from Kristol, it’s greasy tripe.
Ironic thing is, McCain is perpetually angry and unhappy. Does that mean Kristol thinks he’s sure to fail? Kinda turns his thesis on its ear.
I have a terrible cold, and I feel like hell, so let me just tell it like it is: Krystol is the kind of little girlyman that my friends and I on the street in Baltimore when I was a kid used to bitch-slap about once a month without fail just to keep him from whining us all to death. The’s guys an effeminite little worm.