This Must Be Embarassing
Wednesday, January 9th, 2008
Though they backpedaled a bit on their website this morning, this stupid Weekly Standard cover is sitting on a shelf right now at a newsstand near you. It will be there for the rest of the week, in fact. This is exactly the kind of political astuteness that earned editor Bill Kristol a spot in the pages of the New York Times. We can’t read the story because it’s behind a subscriber wall, but we imagine it’s full of the same kind of masturbatory wishful thinking the headline suggests. If you do have access to this thing for whatever reason, please send it to us so that we might mock it further. [Weekly Standard]
HuffPo reported late yesterday afternoon that William Kristol — the glib neocon editor of the Weekly Standard and founder of the Project for the New American Century, in addition to his active work the last seven years helping the Bush Administration work out the particulars of destroying the world — will be a columnist for the New York Times in 2008. It’s not that the current op-ed columnists are any great shakes, but if you’re looking for a litany of reasons to cancel that print subscription you’re still stubbornly holding onto, I recommend 
You almost feel sorry for Rudy when he’s trying to explain his less-than-palatable libtard history to the Republican base. And then you remember that he’s Dick Cheney on a higher dosage of vengeance pills. And while he can’t shake away questions about his support for the rampant annihilation of fetuses or his nurturing of the taco taco Mexicans in NYC, the explanation he offers for his McGovern vote in ‘72 should keep the naysayers at bay: I voted for McGovern, but I wanted to vote for Nixon. 
Cheney-enabling fearmonger Stephen Hayes will take some time off from writing White House propaganda for the Weekly Standard to write Dick Cheney’s “biography,” according to U.S. News & World Report.
The most impressive aspect of the Weekly Standard’s 10th anniversary party last night was what they didn’t do. There were no speeches, no awards, no toasts. The magazine’s founders — Bill Kristol, Jon Podhoretz, and Fred Barnes — didn’t need to remind themselves (or their guests) of the magazine’s accomplishments: We’re living them. Nothing says “Republicans control all three branches of government!” like Here, have some lobster! I think the mini-brownies represented self-congratulations over invading Iraq. And the postcard-perfect view of the Capitol from the party’s rooftop locale? “Fuck you, Nancy Pelosi.”
