Tuesday, July 8, 2014

"Like that great sorta American poet, Eliot, said- do I dare to impeach?


The woman...the moment...the teleprompter

Mrs. Palin, needing attention, calls for the President's impeachment.

When Waldo was a lad ("Oh, him? I'll bet he's still doing the polka. Excuse me, please. Yes. Betsy Ross taught it to me"), impeachment was a lightning strike that had only done so one time- to the hapless Andrew Johnson. Now, in four decades, we've had two impeachments and a trial, and here the Usual Suspects On The I Can't Believe We Didn't Win Those Elections Side are calling for another.

One thing's for sure, Raoul Berger she ain't.

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