Hey meet the winner of the Washington Post‘s pundit match: “Kevin”! He appears to be nothing more than a composite of all preexisting Washington Post op-ed writers, yet somehow even whiter. Synergy! [Washington Post]

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  1. A nice, inoffensive liberal garnish for the crazy steak of Krauthammer and Kristol — just the thing for the Post to pretend it’s balanced again.

  2. Hey look it’s a white guy! ‘Bout time the Post brought the neglected white dude perspective to its editorial pages; if only they could have found one over 70 it really would have gone against the grain.

  3. He’s not going to talk about equal rights or the definition of marriage or anything a person engaged with real gay issues would, but he can make cheeky commentary on news items like “counterfeit condoms in Hunan province” and Mr. Hiatt can feel good about his paper’s diversityness.

  4. Laugh it up, libtards, this gentleman has penned the most elegant, persuasive discourse I have been privelaged to read in quite a while: “I was on Facebook the other day, yukking it up about the lamestream media and seeing which of my friends had procreated, when I came across Sarah Palin ruminating on the recent reports on mammograms and Pap smears.”

  5. [re=465869]BlueStateLibtard[/re]:

    His punditry reminded me of the style of a less feeble Dicky Cohen. I don’t even get what his fucking point was.

  6. Excuse me for feeling a little cheated, but I don’t feel like “Let’s cane Andre Agassi” is an effective counterbalance for Gerson, Krauthhammer, George Will, Kristol, Cohen, Mallaby, Diehl, Kinsley, Parker Broder Samuelson…

  7. “I was [idle consumption of media] the other day when I came across [recent statement by bete noire]” followed by a quote. That’s writing straight out of the college newspaper op-ed stylebook. I am myself prone to lazy writing, but I’d stop short of using the journalistic equivalent of “what is the DEAL with AIRPLANE FOOD?” in an attempt to win a job at one of the country’s newspapers of record.

    The very concept of voting for an opinion columnist is faintly hilarious. Wasn’t there a time when newspapers claimed to prize unconventional and out-of-the-mainstream thinkers?

    I don’t really care for snark in newspapers. It leads to Maureen Dowd and lazy writing. But if the WaPo is looking for snark, they might have tried to poach some Wonketteers. Is there anything this wang has ever written that matches, say, “Not content with hating, on principle, the executive and legislative branches of government, conservatives now find America’s court system not to their taste either really.”?

  8. I don’t know which I find more objectionable: “keen political observations” or “the world of punditry.” It’s like choosing between Huckabee or Palin.

  9. I dunno, he seems to combine the pastiness of Gerson, the hair of Brooks and the wispy neck beard of Douchehat. He’ll go far, I tells ya. Were we supposed to talk about his writing?

  10. Maybe Taibbi should include pundits in his analysis as well as reporters?

    “Your average political reporter is a spineless dweeb who went to all the best schools and made it to that privileged seat inside the campaign-trail ropeline by being keenly sensitive to the editorial wishes of his social and professional superiors.”

    You know where I found this. Compared to the usual handwringing about MSM, this was like rolling in rose petals.

  11. “Humor and keen political observations” — yeah, that and the “Jumble” puzzle is why I read the newspaper every single day, whilst listening to 78s on my Victrola.

  12. Now that the WaPo is closing down every bureau from LA to Anacostia, (ok, that was closed years ago. I mean, DuPont Circle), the WaPo as about as good as any weekly shopper and community rag. Or the Coffee News, which is available at the DQ near me. Didn’t think that papers like that needed “commentary.”

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