Wednesday, December 24, 2008

Buckley's Boys, Cultural Cretins.

Color me so not surprised that The National Review is wanking hard about Elizabeth Alexander, or that Frost -- a wonderful poet -- is their inaugural ideal. A poet who wrote

And they, since they
Were not the one dead, turned to their affairs.


would of course be the favorite of a publication that declared victory in Iraq three years ago.

No comments: