(and who isn’t) you may not have read the Bleat in too long a time. Well, here’s one worth reading (though you’ll want to skip down a bit past the candle):

Well, let’s see what’s up with the Old Scout this week. Garrison Keillor’s column – America’s most peculiar example of a fine writer willingly demonstrating his shortcomings as a short-form essayist – begins with this startling observation:

“People accuse us old liberals of smarmy self-righteousness and God knows they are right.”

They do? They are? People accuse self-righteous people of self-righteousness; seems to be enough to go around regardless of one’s opinion on regulation and taxation, but I suspect he’s winding up to a justification, not a condemnation.

It’s all good fun and sage words on things political.