blonde and the fury

Upon digging this out of my mailbox last week, I was tempted to throw it away without reading it and composing a nasty letter to the editors of Time.

Instead, I consoled myself with a dose of James Wolcott. Thank you, James, for easing my ire over that bobble headed, racist, bigoted hate-mongering wet dream for the White, Conservative Male.

I understand that the bitch is about as deep as a bird bath and should, therefore, not affect me.