TAIBBI!

TAIBBI!

Matt Taibbi, contributing editor for Rolling Stone, is an award winning columnist, author and my personal hero. He writes like a linebacker-deadly but acrobatic, offensive but appealing, violent yet artistic. He is Thomas Friedman's most voracious critic which is a full time job in itself. He can be a bit sexist and he can sure cuss up a storm, but he makes me feel all warm and scaly inside. Taibbi blasts his way through this article about a pandering WSJ contributor and one of the Bush Administration's myriad con artists. He is a literary assault rifle with a full clip or as Friedman would say, "as I was polishing my 38th Pulitzer prize in my wife's $38,000,000 mansion I montaged an image from one wispy concrete like thought as to how Matt's script is not truly unlike a storm cloud baking long and looping cuneiform text into the windswept and arid rain forest that is our monochromatic cube of a planet as seen on the Discovery Channel!"

It took me all of .000011574 "Friedman Units" to write that Friedman like line.