Yesterday, John wrote about David Brooks beclowning himself on PBS, but I couldn’t resist throwing in my $.02 about Brooks’ idiocy.
Brooks, as you know, is the archetypical elitist who firmly believes that you can tell whether a man would make a good president by interpreting the cut of a man’s jib. He let the world know that when he met Barack Obama, he just knew that the man would make a great president because he had such perfectly creased pants.
No word if the pants were cuffed or not, nor do I know what style of knot Obama used on his tie, but those pants were perfectly creased, proving his presidential mettle.
I happen to know that Brooks is a great political analyst because he always appears well-dressed, as he bloviates on PBS alongside noted midwit Jonathan Capehart. Brooks is, we are told, Capehart’s “conservative” counterweight as they discuss…
