This may be a little off-topic, but raise your hand if you find Pat Buchanan beyond tedious. I get dead-tree mailings from him hyping his posts in a newsletter decrying Obama and pathetic conduct.
If I remember correctly, it was Buchanan who threw Bush under the bus and gave juicy butt-smooches to the current Pantload-for-a-POTUS.
Not saying that Bush was all that great, but for a guy like Buchanan to ask me to fork over loot for his prescient writing, one would expect him to anticipate the trail of tears we are now wandering along. You know, the little things like savaging our economy, spending almost a trillion dollars and cultivating 9.7% unemployment while prostrating himself before the world in an epidemic of apologia.
The guy is, as far as I am concerned, one of those old freeze-dried codgers sitting out on the park bench on an grey, October day, feeding the pigeons and drooling all over his frayed sweater-vest.
