When they asked me to be a guest editor/writer over at Wonkette, I had no idea this would be the most insane campaign season since Ross Perot was dispatched to muck up 1992.
Good god, it never ends. The filth even reached my current home in Nevada, where Congressman Jim Gibbons was supposed to take over as governor, until he got caught (allegedly!) slapping around some drunk gal he picked up in Vegas ... and employing the usual illegal-alien nanny, for years and years.