Well, honestly, there are so many of them. Darling Sarah, of course, the next POTUS; and 'that woman' who, like a good Burgundy, just improves with age; Sister Wolf, who both tantalises me and terrifies me; 'Jeanie with the light brown hair' (a recent e-pal); the fearsome ladies over at Stroppybird who put up with me; the purse-lipped Susan Press (well she purses her lips at me, I'm sure) over at 'Grimmerupnorth'; and now, a new addition - Mrs. Gore who at last has had the incredible good sense to ditch that fat, old wind 'n' money-bags, Al. But I have left the best to last. The only real blonde in my harem - er, it is real isn't it? - oh, no, tell me it ain't so! I mean, of course, Ann Coulter, who like 'Sis' above, terrifies me but who also reduces me to helpless giggles with things like this:
The New York Times' Linda Greenhouse recently compared the Arizona law to Hitler's policies toward the Jews. You remember how Jews were constantly sneaking across the border into Nazi Germany?
And then, there is her summary of the Sestak story (see my post, two below) in which good ol' Bill has stepped up to the mark to declaim that he never had sex with that woman, oops, sorry, if she let him put it in he promised not to move, no, no, not that one, I mean, he only offered Rep. Sestak a non-paying job. Here is my lovely Ann with her take on the story:
After a 10-week investigation, the Obama White House concluded that Bill Clinton, acting on his own, offered Sestak a nonpaying, advisory job with the administration.
It sounds like something Bill would tell Hillary after sneaking back into the house in the wee hours of the morning. "Honest, honey, I wasn't out with a tawdry cocktail waitress. I was offering some guy I barely know a job at the Obama White House."
So yeah, I know it sounds fishy, but if Bill Clinton says this is how it happened, that's good enough for me. Why, Clinton hasn't lied under oath in front of a federal grand jury for more than a decade.
My emphasis - and my ouch!
However, my Super Woman does not confine herself to vicious knee-in-the-groin attacks on blubbery 'Bubbas' like Bill, she is more than willing to take on the rubbish at the top of the Republican party:
Republicans are playing the same raised-expectations game with the November elections. Republican House Minority Leader John Boehner is ludicrously predicting Republicans will pick up 100 seats in the House in November. Newt Gingrich puts the figure at an equally insane (and weirdly precise) 78. [...]
For more than half a century, the average midterm pickup for the party out of power has been 24 seats.
A salutary warning to people, like me, who are prone to allow our 'great expectations' to exceed reality. Thank you, my darling Ann, and I wonder, if you're not doing anything Saturday night, perhaps I could interest you in a fun night out at The Queen's Head - no, no, 'Queen's Head' doesn't mean that sort of thing 'over here' . . .
Did you see that Sister Wolf's son Max passed away? There's a brief item on her blog and a little more info on the situation on mine. Just in case you want to send her a note.
Posted by: WendyB | Wednesday, 09 June 2010 at 02:33
Wendy, yes, I read her post and of course I sent her an e-mail immediately, although finding the right words in such a dreadful circumstance was not easy. She's a tough lady, in the best sense, but for a mother to lose a young son is simply impossible to imagine. However, thanks for letting me know, Best, David
Posted by: David Duff | Wednesday, 09 June 2010 at 08:44