I dislike chanting nearly as much as I loathe activists. Annoying red T-shirt guy sure seemed to enjoy the attention he received lobbying for a leader-less movement. Something tells me we won’t be reading about him in any textbooks when he’s John Lewis’ age.
Golf Tiger Woods Inc. and the other humorless automatons who dominate the tour The hushed, reverential tones of Jim Nantz, as if he’s broadcasting from heaven’s gate Hootie Johnson and the other Foghorn Leghorns who run Augusta National Golf
It certainly doesn’t help your cause. Alex Massie writes, “Watch it and see if you don’t feel like starting your own oil company or burning anything you can just because you can.”
A Sunday profile, on Snooki? Really? Time to take your nose out of the air, New York Times.
It’s the party’s fault, not hers. This from the candidate who didn’t bother to hide her contempt for traditional shoe leather campaigning. Coakley bristles at the suggestion that, with so little time left, in an election with such high stakes, she is being too passive. “As opposed to standing outside Fenway Park? In the cold? Shaking hands?’’ she fires back, in an apparent reference to a Brown online video of him doing just that. If you can’t win as a Democrat in Massachusetts you have no one to blame but yourself.