VDH writes with solid descriptive power. In the end though it would be most fitting to see someone possessed of a muse and genius for parody and satire (e.g., iowahawk) take on the task of elaborating our late modern versions of self-enamored Don Quixotes and useful-fool Sancho Panzas in a book length format. Tranzis such as Blix, Annan and Kerry; insinuating presumptives a la Rather and Jennings; sclerotics of the old, new and contemporary derivations of the Left ranging from Alinsky to Chomsky to Zinn, et al. All that can be captured with positive language only to a point, beyond which it begins to take on the tone of a tired moralizing itself and begins to tempt one to take it all too seriously.

Only mirth resulting from a well framed parody and satire of these egoists and self-promoting elites will be able to fully disclose these ardent buffoons and their wastreling moral content for what it is.

R.I.P., and let mirth and laughter preside over their funerary procession and burial service, no other presider will do.