The Bishop and the Butterfly: Murder, Politics, and the End of the Jazz Age

    Neo-liberal craphounds

    I just can't get it out of my head. All day long it's popped in and out:

    Neo-liberal Craphounds.

    What's wrong with America? Neo-liberal craphounds. What's running on the Republican ticket for Prez? Neo-liberal Craphounds. What wants to run on the Republican ticket for Prez, but can't? A functionally illiterate, but fertile,  Neo-liberal Craphound. With what does Obama seek comity and common political cause? Neo-liberal Craphounds.

    I do not intend to ask why. I do not care to construct a narrative that implies, but does not state, that the answer to each of the questions is Neo-liberal Craphounds. I know it's base humor; that it's nowhere near eloquent dialogue; that it lacks a certain gratifying loftiness inherent in a  perspicacious and critical point of view.

    It just needs to be said: Neo-liberal Craphounds.

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    I like it!

    And my dog, Rico, nods his approval too.