crappy hour
If there was a Bush administration official who was
as painful to listen to as Bush himself — and that is probably scientifically impossible but humor us for a second — it was
Scott McClellan.
Dana Perino is dumb but so prettily, unabashedly so,
Victoria Clarke always had those insane purple suits, Rumsfeld made his ruthless philosophies on statecraft into a hypnotic C-Span smugfest,
Tony Snow even had a sense of humor. But when McClellan got the job, the
Washington Post's Howard Kurtz described him as "soft-spoken, self-deprecating and so cautious that he [made] Ari Fleischer sound like a gangsta rapper." And now he's
out with a tell-all (called, appealingly,
What Happened?) (my punctuation) that apparently sounds like the ravings of "a left-wing blogger!" Hey Scott, welcome to the crew! Drinks on us at the next EschaCon! Anyway, after the jump,
Megan and I parse the posts of some blogposters who parsed the book, plus, Chinese Premier Wen Jiabao's Facebook page, that Burma underwear project and Barack Obama's poker prowess.
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