She fed me lunch
You know, it's probably a huge violation of Journalism Ethics when an interview runs long, and you get hungry, so you ask the subject of your interview if you can stay for lunch. But she was perfectly gracious, and we had soup and sandwiches on the back deck, overlooking the lake.
She seemed quite nice, so gracious as not even to comment on my bad manners (and lack of Journalism Ethics). And now, to my horror, I discover that she's the WORLD'S WORST PERSON!
Yes, worse even than Ann Coulter, David Horowitz, Rush Limbaugh and Bill Bennett!
Worse than ... me?
No, no, Keith: This is the Internet and we can etc., and Michelle couldn't POSSIBLY be worse than me!
UPDATE: You've just got to love the Left's heroic fight against racism.
UPDATE 2: The heroic fight continues (CRUDE LANGUAGE WARNING). Dear Moonbats, however much you disagree with the lady, does it not occur to you that such vile racial epithets and sexual crudities are, at a minimum, self-defeating? It is possible -- but perhaps more difficult, especially when your minds are filled with "strong delusion" (2 Thess. 2:11) -- to make actual arguments, to adduce evidence and structure syllogisms, to advance your own viewpoints. How do you accuse someone of being "facist[cq], hate spewing, disgraceful etc." and then turn around and say ... such things? Is this intensity of cognitive dissonance not painful? But she will fear not.
I wonder if perhaps the DC Freepers might consider organizing a candlelight vigil at Malkins' to show their support. Suggested signs:
"Stop the Hate!"
"Buy Donkey Cons!"
DONKEY CONS: Buy it
DONKEY CONS: Buy TWO!
DONKEY CONS: Rave review
DONKEY CONS: Another rave review
DONKEY CONS: Yet ANOTHER rave review
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