I happened upon this quote today by the lovely Emily Gould:
“The will to blog is a complicated thing, somewhere between inspiration and compulsion. It can feel like almost a biological impulse. You see something, or an idea occurs to you, and you have to share it with the Internet as soon as possible.”
I could not agree more. And in that spirit, and the spirit of Schadenfreude, I give you:
No, not that, actually. But it is fitting.
Instead, I give you: Robert Novak.
A man who’s given the nickname “Prince Of Darkness” by one of his friends. A man who’s not even worthy of scorn. Just detest. Dare I even say, just go ahead and ask Valerie Plame?
I could go on about the man’s past crimes, but why waste the time talking about this piece of shit when the energy would be better served spitting at the thought of him.
The reason I bring him up today, though, is because today it was wonderfully reported that he’s been diagnosed with a brain tumor. I’d like to say maybe that’s why he’s such an evil bastard, but really… that was all there before the tumor showed up.
This is, of course, a week after he hit an 86 year old homeless man with his car and then drove off, claiming he never even saw the poor guy whom witnesses said was splayed out on Novak’s windshield at one point. Hell, at this point, Novak getting a life threatening tumor is just karma balancing out the scales.
Wouldn’t it make a great sitcom-ish setup if he ended up in the same hospital room with Ted Kennedy at some point? I’d totally watch that show.
This has been the brightest highlight on an otherwise slow news day. So, in closing, let me just say this:
