Role model

Maureen Dowd continues her descent ever deeper into the chthonic nether world, abusing her platform as a twice-weekly op-ed writer for the once great New York Times in her Maverick Wears Prada screen play piece doing her all to ensure that the next generation of journalism majors aspire to be as trite as she.

I shall not quote from Maureen's continuing adventures in her own special Cat World, but I do find this comment from one of MoDo's readers more than a tad worrisome:

I am a senior journalism major, and I just have to tell you that I look forward to your columns every week. They never disappoint!!!!

Thank you so much for your creativity and for your incredibly intelligent commentary.

— Susanna, Indianapolis

Shall the woman be an inspiration to untold generations of scriptwriters masqueragding as journalists?

What the hell - most of what MoDo has written all the long has been one big continuing story, a script in which democratic politician men are women, democratic politician women are men, and the minds of President William Jefferson Clinton and Senator Hillary Rodham Clinton are open books which MoDo can read (the Clinton's are evil, scheming, calculating, liars).