even Garrison Keilor is getting shrill...

In a Salon piece about Imus, the master of Lake Woebegon is almost as shrill as Krugman:

When you think of how Mr. Eyebrows had to sit in sackcloth and ashes and apologize, all for an outburst you can hear in a back booth at Bud's Lounge, and then you think of the lasting damage the Current Occupant has done to this country, a man who lends new richness to the word "malfeasance" and who is deaf on top of it and relaxed and pleasant in the face of fresh revelations, you see what a crazy country this is, but then we knew that a long time ago.

The French have a new president, the British will soon have a new P.M., and we envy them as we endure the endless wait for this small dim man to go back to Texas and resume his life. His party is coming to see that it must figure out how to tell the truth about him if it is to compete in 2008, but so far nobody has stepped forward and wound up to throw the pie. Their clock is stuck in the fall of 2001. They are sleepwalking toward the precipice.

His last sentence above is really the sad part. The Republicans are indeed sleepwalking toward the precipice. The current crop of Republican candidates have no ability to think outside the box. This is what got them the disrespectful piece of shit that currently lives in the White House. When all you can field for candidates are racists and men who are batshit insane, a drunk Texan doesn't look so bad.

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