I like Charlie Pierce.
I like his laugh on Wait Wait Don’t Tell Me, and even more so, I like his writing on his Politics blog at the Esquire site.
He can be too much sometimes, but as someone who is rather constantly afraid of her own too-muchness, I appreciate his own constant willingness to lay it out there.
I don’t agree with his take on everything and sometimes roll my eyes at the repetitious “zombie-eyed granny starver” (Paul Ryan) and “goggle-eyed homunculus hired by Koch Industries to manage their midwest subsidiary formerly known as the state of Wisconsin” (Scott Walker), tho’ I do admit to smirking at “Our Magic Lady of the Dolphins” (Peggy Noonan).
But this is a guy who has fun writing, and who’s always willing to toss out bits of verbal absurdity, to whit “up with which I will not put”. (See most recent deployment of this phrase here.)
I don’t know why that so delights me, but it does. That’s enough.
And yes, I got a kick out it even before my brain began turning into hash.
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