Knowing Me, Knowing You

Tee-hee. Wolcott finds Bernie Goldberg perseverating about Media Bias as a form of Dada tribute to Il Russert. We are amused. Personally, I always thought Russert was a $5-million schmoe, one more piece of doughy, middle-aged, caucasian bric-a-brac cluttering a Sunday morning better given over to infomercials and Tex Avery reruns, but seriously, Bernie, you're a-gonna give yerself a heart attack, no joke.

But the real reason that I care is that James W. mentions my 2nd Favorite Political Character, following only the captain of my Enterprise, James. D. Trafficant, and that man is Alan Keyes, who is making sense:



Which reminds me of this: