Praise Billmon!

My favorite Billmon piece from this week...

For the true connoisseur of cynicism -- and I'm talking about myself here -- the past few days have been about as good as it gets: the political equivalent of an all-you-can-eat buffet at a Mobil five star restaurant. Everywhere you look, you can see mounds of mouthwatering hypocrisy, steaming heaps of juicy lies, fat slices of self-serving spin, and, of course, a bottomless tureen of hot buttered bullshit, fresh from the White House lavatory.

I would write something about my own life, but I don't think anyone wants to hear about the dark, brooding, empty spot inside I filled tonight by buying a seventy dollar jacket.