Recently I stomached about 7 minutes of some kind of talk between Andrew Sullivan and Jon Stewart. It was uncomfortably glib. As I clicked on my phone which was suckered onto my windshield and headed to Long Beach for some Korean fried chicken, I suffered through the YouTube clips of Stewart’s flunkies who’ve scoured the miasma to capture several airhea…
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