I am not of this world

I know what boys like. I know what guys want.

There is much that is amusing over at NRO today.

There is Doughy Pantload on D-Cup Hugh:

For reasons I’m not entirely sure I understand, several readers think I said Hugh Hewitt is dishonest. I didn’t. I wrote “One can call Hugh Hewitt a dishonest and hackish partisan (which I am not doing), but let us not slander dishonest hacks by saying they are no better than Sid Blumenthal.”

If for whatever reason that sounds unfair to Hewitt, I apologize. As I thought I made clear, I wasn’t calling him a dishnoest hack. I was saying that even if you think he is one, that still makes him a far better man than Sid Blumenthal.

To clarify:

Hewitt – dishonest partisan hack.

Blumenthal – More dishonester, partisanier, and hackier.

Then John Miller teases us with the possibilities of the “top 50 conservative rock songs of all time“:

What makes a great conservative rock song? The lyrics must convey a conservative idea or sentiment, such as skepticism of government or support for traditional values. And, to be sure, it must be a great rock song. We’re biased in favor of songs that are already popular, but have tossed in a few little-known gems. In several cases, the musicians are outspoken liberals. Others are notorious libertines. For the purposes of this list, however, we don’t hold any of this against them. Finally, it would have been easy to include half a dozen songs by both the Kinks and Rush, but we’ve made an effort to cast a wide net. Who ever said diversity isn’t a conservative principle? ...

Rock on!

For the record, using the expression “rock on!” is de facto evidence that John Miller has at least one Richard Marx CD in his collection, a Quarterflash 1981 Harden My Heart Tour t-shirt in his closet, and children who privately cringe when their friends come over and Dad wants to “hang out” and “rap” with them.

Finally Katherine Jean Lopez, or K-Lo to the uninitiated, a woman who presumably met men and spoke with them when she attended college, writes (in all seriousness. Seriously! I’m not making this up) this:

When the Duke story broke, I reflexively thought, looking beyond the (big) rape allegation: “Why are college guys having stripper drunken parties? That’s conduct unbecoming sensible young men.”

Never has hilarious and sad been so connected in such a deep, mysterious and unexplainable way.

It’s like looking into the face of God. And He’s laughing too.

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