You may know Mr. Michael Gerson as George W. Bush's chief speechwriter and senior Republican policy adviser who put the lie of "a smoking gun in the form of a mushroom cloud" into Dubya's mouth. Or you may know Mr. Gerson as yet another Bush Regime Dead Ender who was bequeathed a wingnut welfare media sinecure for life after the Bush Administration collapsed around his ears. Or you may know Mr. Gerson as America's emergency backup David Brooks -- a reliable Beltway Republican stalactite who has spilled countless barrels of ink insisting that there exists some other, perfectly rational and humane Republican Party out there somewhere which he can clearly see, and which you can see too if you just stare directly into the sun long enough.
But however you have come to know Mr. Gerson, you know him to be a fop and a fraud who, at long last, has but one rusty tin drum remaining in his orchestra of bullshit.
That always-reliable Both Sides Do It drum.
And my oh my doesn't he pound it as if his life depended on it.
From the Washington Post (with emphasis added to amuse me):
The rhetoric of our era has reached its vile peakIn Washington — at the White House Correspondents’ Association dinner — comedian Michelle Wolf...
In Washington, Mich., President Trump gave an 80-minute speech in a stream-of-semiconsciousness style that mixed narcissism, nativism, ignorance, mendacity and malice...
In both Washingtons, political discourse was dominated by the values and practices of reality television and social media...
Mr. Gerson suggests the source of this scourge, and its cure as follows:
[Trump's] degraded language results from a degraded politics. And the repair of our public life will eventually require a restoration of rhetoric.
Wow. Sounds like a big job. But as an unpaid, Liberal pariah blogger and master of all thing rhetorical, let me do my small part to get the ball rolling.
Fuck you, Michael Gerson.
Fuck you sideways.
With a steam hammer.
In the form of a mushroom cloud.
Behold, a Tip Jar!