"The thousand injuries of Fortunato I had borne as best I could, but when he ventured upon insult, I vowed revenge."

Reed Hunt has had it with Maureen Dowd and her superficial snarking against progressives like Al Gore:
In its way, this sorry tale resembles that of many other erstwhile liberals in the mainstream media who, when invited to the never-ending Washington cocktail party, have chosen to smile obligingly at the contemptible remarks made about progressives rather than to express repugnance for the viciousness. Ms Dowd is famously shy in person, they say, but in writing she's laughing it up at the bar with the rest of the crowd. The original movie version was Gentlemen's Agreement, starring Gregory Peck.

Writing this is all the revenge I can ever have, or hope to have, and I thank the readers for granting it. I will read Ms. Dowd's columns in the future, and enjoy the art of ridicule she displays. The thousand more injuries I will bear as best I can. But I do wish Molly Ivins had Dowd's place in the Times.
Kevin Drum agrees with Reed's assessment, but hopes that Ivins doesn't replace Dowd because then Molly would disappear behind that ##$% firewall.

[TPMcafe, Washington Monthly]

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