Friday, December 23, 2005

Why I'm thankful not to be too prominant a blogboy

You know it might be nice to get free books to read and review and stuff -- but imagine you get a complimentary copy of this to review:

Just throw me into Gitmo.

I'm betting that Ernest T. Bass, ESQ will get a copy and doodle up all the empty pages...the ones that don't end up sticking together when he is finised with it.

Fred Barnes makes Brit Hume look like the soul of discretion. I mean holy shit, the hubris, it has a strong whiff of the Percocet.

And with such "fair and balanced" reviews too:

“No one in the Washington press corps understands George W. Bush better than Fred Barnes. He provides the best picture we have had yet of a president who is, as Barnes writes, ‘an inner-directed man in an other-directed town.’ I couldn’t put it down.” —Michael Barone, senior writer, U.S. News & World Report (Fap! Fap! Fap!)

“Crackling with fine reportage and analysis. Barnes knows this subject better than anyone.” —Rich Lowry, editor, National Review (Are we still winning Rich?)

“I know Fred Barnes and I thought I knew what he knows about President Bush. Boy, was I wrong. This book is a revelation. I couldn’t stop reading it.” —Brit Hume, host, Fox News Channel’s Special Report with Brit Hume (The unintentional humor, it burns, it burns)

And of course,

“George W. Bush is not an easy president to understand or to appreciate, even for his supporters. Now one of the nation’s great political reporters goes beneath the surface to reveal the president’s passion and vision. This is must-reading for Bush backers and Bush bashers alike.” —Robert D. Novak, nationally syndicated columnist (I loves me some Ruppert)

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