Last weekend, the long one, I surfed over to the Power Line site, where I have for months now been failing to monitor the foam-flecked effusions of The Four Philosophers. Yes, four. Paul Mirengoff, whose law firm's clients didn't care for some of his foam, gave up blogging rather than the big paycheck, but now he's retired from lawyering and back in the game, with the same I-am-Sir-Oracle tone. When Mitt Romney recently showed up in a Philadelphia neighborhood uninhabited by venture capitalists, he assessed the situation with characteristic aplomb. Romney had committed a major gaffe when he allowed that he didn't care about "the very poor." Now he would show the nonpoor that he in fact does care. It's not clear why he should care, however, because the poor have themselves to blame for their troubles: they father children whom they don't raise and have kids while still teenagers and become addicted to drugs and vote for Democrats. In Mirengoff's hand, the poor begin to resemble the employees of Sterling Cooper Draper Pryce. I will link to the post so that you can judge for yourself whether this is a caricature or a fair summary of his views.
Meanwhile, after voters in North Carolina rejected same-sex unions of all kinds, John Hinderaker rounded up some ugly tweets by angry members of the losing team. I was going to put them alongside some of the comments posted by avid readers of the Power Line blog, but, hell, why not just admit that the funny boys know some of the same words with which John addresses his correspondents.
The beat goes on at Power Line, but the Twins, even after losing tonight in Cleveland, have won eight of their last fifteen games. At this rate they will be only a little south of .500 by the time Amanda and I see them in person at Target Field on September 28.