The advent of the NY Times' ridiculous notion that people should pay money to read the likes of Bobo and MoDo spelled the end of our award-winning Bobowatch series (available in its entirety in the sidebar at right). Plus it was getting to be like kicking a deeply retarded, disingenuous dog, albeit a dog with a pastel-colored tie.
But this fisking/smackdown from Larry Johnson and David Corn is too good to pass up. Once again, Bobo is shown to be a preening tool of a writer (never a difficult mission to begin with), and possibly the sloppiest thinker on the Times' misbegotten pages, which is saying something.
Bobo is what Doughbob Loadpants™ aspires to be, a pasty, oleaginous SnackWell in borrowed gabardine. And his wet fart of a column defending Scooter Libby's willful treason is just one more reminder of why, if Bobo suddenly decided to follow his muse and take up underwater basketweaving, the community of political discourse would only be lighter by the mangiest of single feathers.
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