Perhaps I'm loath to dedicate any posts here to the outrages of Tom DeLay because his antics rile me so that I lose all humor and equanimity. Jim Hightower avoids that malady as he notes that DeLay "doesn't need a cosmetic make-over, he needs an entire ethics transplant" in his latest essay over at Common Dreams. Perhaps I derive much of the humor from Hightower's high-pitched Texas twang which comes through for me as I read it.
For my part, I'll try to remember Texas as the home of Hightower, Moyers, Ivins, Ann Richards, and Barbara Jordan, rather than of Bush, Rove, Cornyn, Tower, and DeLay.
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