Farmer Ted: This information cannot leave this room. Ok? It would devastate my reputation as a dude.
Samantha: No problem.
Farmer Ted: I've never bagged a babe. I'm not a stud.
Keep in mind the scene from Sixteen Candles when Farmer Ted asks Molly Ringwold for her panties and then uses them to impress his fellow nerds.
More about Mirengoff:
Who are your intellectual heroes? > David Hume, Adam Smith and George Orwell. Among active intellectuals, Norman Podhoretz and Charles Krauthammer.
What are you reading at the moment? > Preventing Surprise Attacks: Intelligence reform in the wake of 9/11 by Richard Posner.
Who are your cultural heroes? > Lynne Cheney for promoting the study of American history and David Horowitz for promoting free speech at colleges.
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If you could have any three guests, past or present, to dinner who would they be? > Alexander Hamilton, Henry Clay and Abraham Lincoln.
Dude, Lincoln would bitch-slap you into unconsciousness.
OK now, let's talk.
That anyone even says these words is a sign of mental breakdown.
That they bought into some marketing moron's vision for the 'high concept' in the name is to be ridiculed.
These dolts are no smarter than a middle school debating team from a state mental hospital. At least Powerline sounds, you know, powerful. As powerful as Lemon Scented Pledge.
But Pajamas Media conjures images of Hugh Hefner in his dressing gown, without the beautiful women and wealth, without the creativity and cleverness (I know, that was a long time ago), but with the nerdy affect of someone, like Hugh, who believes in his own PR.
But it's really Norma Desmond in Sunset Boulevard, it's Fabio doing anything, it's Brian Boitano skating with the Kings. It's people who are so deeply enmeshed in their own toilet training that they feel it is of some great import.
But like all diaper products, it needs to be flushed.