“Whenever Howard Fineman strays into the
truth,” he’s likely to find James Wolcott laying in wait for him. Adam
Nagourney fares no better. Wolcott gives him the back of his hand. He calls him (with an apology
for shouting) “the kind of putz people walk away from at cocktail
parties!” And how about the Ann Coulter we all know and love? She’s “as
unacceptable a hank of flesh draped on a
hanger ever to be foisted upon an ignorant populace hungry for more
ignorance.” Now go read what Wolcott has to say about Christopher
Hitchens.