If only al Qaeda could be conned into a prisoner exchange: We get the retarded adopted son of bin Laden’s plumber’s apprentice, they get Jonathan Franzen.Oh, how clever. Sure, Franzen deserves a good roast by virtue of being the darling of the moldering book world [I liked Kavalier and Clay OK, though]. But this is nothing but a cheap weenie roast: the meat winds up underdone. I could get brainworms. And Michael Moore:
Slagging on this pandering blowhard is nothing new—especially not in these pages—but he makes it so easy.Exactly my point. Too easy. Mugger must have run 50,000 words short at the last minute.
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posted by the fire you left me at 5:58 PM on March 25, 2003