All right. I admit it.
I. Love. George. Will.
There, I said it. Squeaky-clean conservative nerd bird George Will: political pundit, analyst, columnist, baseball author and writer extraordinaire. He’s never without a quiet-but-witty comeback; never lost for a tidy statement that makes a whole mess of sense.
I don’t care about his politics. He can live in or flap whatever wing he wants – it matters not. I’ve read lots of his op-eds, and watched a bunch of his live interviews on various news programs. I think he’s brilliant.
Again, it’s not the subject matter that thrills. It’s the way he turns a phrase, be it in person or in writing. For instance, this little gem effortlessly rolled out of his face last night after the presidential debates:
Is the race now different than it was at 9 p.m. eastern time? The answer, I think, is no. This wasn’t a game changer. Both had their familiar personas. Barack Obama was the rather tweedy professor conducting a national seminar. John McCain was a rather hotter personality – the national scold.”
The national scold. I like that. And so what if he’s worn the same hair style since he was two years old? I wish he would ask me to lunch so I could just sit and listen to him talk over Cobb salad and white wine. That would make my day.
On an unrelated note, this made me laugh, and should give some fellow crusties a chuckle or two as well. Nothing personal…just some nice PhotoShop work. Heh.
Until tomorrow, my fiends…
Fink out.
PS – I hate Cobb salad. And white wine.