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January 16, 2010

Ah, the good old days!

Remember the good old days when the glossy magazine covers competed for the most worshipful image of the new global colossus?
If you were at the Hopeychange inaugural ball on Jan. 20, 2009, when Barney Frank dived into the mosh pit, and you chanced to be underneath when he landed, and you’ve spent the last year in a coma until suddenly coming to in time for the poll showing some unexotically monikered nobody called Scott Brown — whose only glossy magazine appearance was a Cosmopolitan pictorial 30 years ago (true) — four points ahead in Kennedy country, you must surely wonder if you’ve woken up in an alternative universe. The last thing you remember before Barney came flying down is Harry Reid waltzing you round the floor while murmuring sweet nothings about America being ready for a light-skinned brown man with no trace of a Negro dialect. And now you’re in some dystopian nightmare where Massachusetts is ready for a nude-skinned Brown man with no trace of a Kennedy dialect. How can this be happening? -- The Obama Agenda on the Precipice by Mark Steyn on National Review Online

Posted by Vanderleun at January 16, 2010 11:10 AM. This is an entry on the sideblog of American Digest: Check it out.

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