There is no justification for reading Maureen Dowd

Seriously, she’s awful. And we all know it. But people continue to labor under the myth that she’s at least entertaining.

But read this. The whole thing is one snarky one-liner after another with zero insight, opinion, or information being transmitted. So you would expect that it would at least be fun to read.

Bill arrives two hours late, red-faced and truculent.

“If you brought me over here to cry uncle, shame on you, Barack Obama. You and your press lackeys are engaged in a cover-up even though Hillary’s winnin’ the popular vote and the general election.”

“Hey, Bill, please, stop wagging your finger at me. Call off Harold Ickes and the Hillaryland Huns. You’re right. I can’t win without her. The two of us can clean McCain’s grandfather clock.”

“Goshalmighty. You could knock me over with a hair on a biscuit, Barack. Smart move, everybody wins. Now Hillary won’t be the skunk at your Denver garden party.”

“That’s why they call me: No Drama Obama.”

The whole column reads like that. It’s about as funny as malaria.

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