Someday I'll be able to write like this:
Over at the indispensable 538, Sean Quinn provides photographic proof of the throbbing beehive of activity and enthusiasm percolating at the McCain field offices, where the phone banks are being manned and womaned by Topper, Casper the Friendly Ghost, the Invisible Man, a sprinkling of mimes, and senior citizens speaking into foam rubber prop phones. Meanwhile, in all of the McCain rallies televised on cable the last couple days he's surrounded not by grownup supporters but schoolkids looking off to the side for their cues to hold up signs for the applause lines. Shouldn't these little scamps be in school being indoctrinated in the teachings of Hegel and Naomi Wolf? Maybe they're getting a day off from classes for Halloween, another small win for Satanism.
-- James Wolcott
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