Roger L. Simon, RIP.

I'm done! Time to cross this bastard off my list of acceptable topics about which to write. What's the point? This, thankyouthankyouthankyou StrangeAppar8us, ought to be the last word on the man.

At last, though, it appears that the daily grind of watching the President “get away” with successfully guiding the nation in more or less the direction he was elected to steer it has inflicted a blunt trauma crown-crease on Roger’s fedora.