The Snarkmeister
Brother Wolcott keeps knocking them over the fence, as in Rites and Wrongs:
…It’s as if we’re trying to soothe ourselves into believing that we’re still the country we used to be, that’s there’s a higher seamlessness to American life undisturbed by the staccato rhythms of bad news. What happens in Iraq stays in Iraq. A flag-draped coffin is acceptable viewing only if a dead president is inside.
So many targets struck with such a wonderful economy of words.