I don’t know about you, but I really don’t give a shit about the Cheney family feud. Hell, not even Richard Dawson would have cared to kiss ex-Vice President Duce’s bald, scaly head or the cheeks of his creepy spawn or his harridan spousal unit’s hand. The Cheneys are, in a word, icky. Not even Alan Simpson’s loopy intervention has awakened my interest in the story. It *might* hold my interest if Dan Savage’stheory that this whole thing is an act staged by the Cheneys turned out to be true. I wouldn’t put it past the devious bastards.
I did, however, learn something in my reading about the Cheney smackdown. I had no idea that TBogghad unretired until I heard about it at Charlie Pierce’s joint. Nobody ever tells me anything. I’m always the last to know: