Like a lemming scorned.
Our Mr. Brooks of the "New York Times":
David Brooks: I take that as a personal insult against the Herminator! Herman Cain. I feel compelled to rise in his defense. Unlike the current president he at least knows that this is the perfect moment for fundamental tax reform. He’s got his 9-9-9 plan (the virtues of which he has not hid under a barrel). He may be wacky in every other respect and offensive in some, but he at least understands the scope of the problems the country faces, and so I have sympathy for him. I wish President Obama had at least some of his vision.
Mr. Brooks then reportedly ran weeping into the bathroom where he locked the door, called Tom Friedman, and the two of them spent the rest of the night making up mean nicknames for the President of the United States.
Friedman: "Barack Obama"? How about "Barack Don't-Call-Ya"!
Brooks: I smell Pulitzer!
Friedman: Well, I am on the committee!
4 comments:
y'know, the Village Voice hired Roy Edroso to monitor and report on the various wingnut atrocities, mebbe they should hire you to write a regular denunciation of Our Miss Brooks scribblings.
I actually got out of the boat to check that quote, because I was positive is was not direct, but rather your version of it.
Turns out I was wrong.
So, your assumption that Our Mr. Brooks is now weeping in the little boys' room is probably spot on.
Jeez, what a tool!
I keep wondering what upper-echelon "lucky ducky" saw such value in little Tommy Friedbrain.
And as a financial reporter?
The answer to that question may be totally enlightening as to how the system works.
Seems that there are more than a few rightwingers (or closeted ones?) with made-up credentials like Dumbya's from good universities who are plants. And know how to say "thank you" to their benefactors.
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The New York Times hired Friedman in 1981, transplanting him in New York as a financial reporter.
so rudy was mister noun verb 911, is herman crazy bread straitjacket potatoes 999?
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