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What is this crazy thing by sweater goblin Howard Wolfson in today’s Washington Post? It actually seems like an insightful and … dare we say, candid assessment of his Clinton-induced dementia and eventual Come to Jesus moment with Barry Obama.
Here is the tragic tale of Howard’s life in a bubble:
Most of us never heard him speak in person. At work 14 hours a day in the war room, we focused on his perceived faults and deficiencies. Our time was spent sharpening and advancing arguments. Skepticism was critical to our efforts. Insulated from Obamamania, I met few Obama supporters and distanced myself from the ones I knew. I lived this way for 18 months. [...]
Once we ran out of states and the campaign ended, we were like Rip Van Winkle. We awoke to a world transformed by political currents we had stood against. There was the neighbor in an Obama T-shirt getting the morning paper. Every parked car on the street bore an Obama bumper sticker. Had they been there along, or did they pop up overnight?
I fled the country, overcoming a fear of flying to travel abroad three times in two months. I avoided the papers and television.
And and and! Not only is Howard Wolfson writing actual sense in the newspaper, he also has a blog where he writes about politics and not-bad music. THE WORLD’S GONE MAD.
A Clintonite in Denver [Washington Post]
Paging Cliff Huxtable…
Palin is the Harriet Miers of VP picks.
Not at all related to the sweater goblin, hilltards or obamatards, but I wanted to say that.
Oh, so that’s why Hillz lost! They were all asleep.
I think the most amazing thing is that he found a woman desperate/stupid enough to pro-create with him. (See if this guy can get a chick, no reason Lindsey Graham & Charlie Crist should still be single….just saying.)
It’s a trick! He’s gone off teh stupid just long enough to get another gig. Obamites, do not hire this man!
Howard Who?
Texan Bulldoggette: Yes there is a reason. Delicious, tasty cock.
Spence: Ha ha! Yes, & now Charlie doesn’t have to marry that poor Halloween costume store owner. Whooo…she dodged a bullet.
“Two gin-scented tears trickled down the sides of his nose. But it was all right, everything was all right, the struggle was finished. He had won the victory over himself. He loved Big Brother.”
“I drank the Kool-Aid, and what do you know? It was new Obama-Berry Blast! Oh yeah!”
I woke up this morning wearing an Obama T-shirt and I have no recollection how that happened.
When will Bush go nuclear to prevent the Obama infection from spreading.
i bet his mom made that sweater for him
Howard, Chris Elliot called — he wants the stretched-out neck hole of his “Get a Life” sweaters back.
Wow… Howard looks just like Larry the Cameraman in Groundhog Day. Ironic that Howard appears to be living the same day over and over also…
problemwithcaring: Wait–you mean…Howard Wolfson isn’t really Chris Eliot?
this guy was the absolutely most obnoxious attack dog during the primary. when poor David Axelrod was trying to speak he just kept throwing daggers and flustered our boy David. I remember one of the opinionators saying David reminded them of the boyfriend who shows up late, out of breath with wilted flowers - I’m thinking it had to be MoDo…..
Well, I guess this means his usefulness at Fox News has pretty much come to an end.
Nope it was Rachel Sklar… “It is immensely fun to watch these two square off. In that way that people tend to look like their dogs or fat people make their friends fat, Axelrod and Wolfson each seem like the obvious representatives for Obama and Clinton ; Axelrod all earnest and seeming slightly green, Wolfson coldly precise and in complete control of the facts as he smacks it down with utter confidence. Of course, these are exaggerated qualities, which makes them more fun to watch as they lock horns (though Wolfson’s calm certainty has a certain
four-horsemen-of-the-apocalypse type feeling — you can just imagine his contemptuous snort as you forget your keys yet again, whereas Axelrod would be the guy showing up panting and disheveled with slightly droopy flowers with a hopeful, hangdog look on his face).”
http://www.huffingtonpost.com/2007/07/27/clintonobama-proxy-throw_n_58104.html
The video is hilarious but makes me abhor Wolfson all over again. DO NOT HIRE THIS MAN!!!
So it’s so long mama,
I’m now at camp Obama,
So don’t wait up for me.
But while I’ve this sweater
Stay home in your shelter
Watch the GOP
On your TV.
aww he’s totally gay for barry now. how sweet, will he bring the gay over to faux news when he goes to work tomorrow?
Oh, Jeebus God in heaven, please forgive me for what I’m about to say. It’s…not badly written.
That sweater looks like it would hurt to wear it.
columnv: yes, yes and yes. mKKKain: “see, check it out. i nominated a lady. now vote for me, ladies. oops turns out she sucks and i had to pick cheney. still, vote for me, because, you know, i ‘tried’ and stuff.”
Wolfson’s on board?
Well, I guess this WOULD be a good day to bury bad news…
What was that man doing in Bill Cosby’s closet?!
So, Mr. Wolfson, you ran against this man for eighteen months, during which defeating him was the sole focus of your existence, yet you never went to one of his events to see him and the reaction he evoked for yourself?
Can you say malpractice?
The Incomparable Tiny Valdez: His version of a hair shirt…
Well maybe now his sorry ass can get around to defending Barry on Faux News. Of course now they might fire him for drinking the delicious Obama Cool-Aid.
Vanity Smurf: Sort of reminds me of the scene in The Wizard of Oz…