The whole post is excellent. I suppose the anecdote at the end is somewhat illuminating but it's hardly a surprise to anyone who reads Dowd.
But this is particularly rich:
But there's another problem with the opening sentence of the Dowd column. "I'm not bitter." Oh Maureen -- who the hell do you think you're kidding?
Hilarious! Yeah, sure, Maureen. Maureen Dowd without bitterness would be Andy Rooney.
The biggest sin of the mainstream media types like Dowd is self-importance without self-knowledge.
