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I Am Still Amazed At The Amount Of Christian Charity [wellesley] Stuck Us All With, A Kind Of Glazed Politeness In The Face Of Boredom And Stupidity. Tolerance, In The Worst Sense Of The Word. How Marvelous It Would Have Been To Go To A Women's College That Encouraged Impoliteness, That Rewarded Aggression, That Encouraged Argument.

The Function Of A Blog Is On Some Level To Start A Conversation That You're Not Involved In Any More Because You've Already Had Your Say. That Thing Of Coming Right Off The News - Did You See What I Saw This Morning, Can You Believe It? - Has A Kind Of Fun Appeal.

Every So Often I Would Look At My Women Friends Who Were Happily Married And Didn't Cook, And I Would Always Find Myself Wondering How They Did It. Would Anyone Love Me If I Couldn't Cook? I Always Thought Cooking Was Part Of The Package: Step Right Up, It's Rachel Samstat, She's Bright, She's Funny And She Can Cook!

Working As A Journalist Is Exactly Like Being A Wallflower At An Orgy.

[on George W. Bush:] How Is It Possible That The President Is Off On Vacation And The Vice President Is, Too? Not That It Matters That Much If The President Is On Vacation; On Some Level, The President Is Always On Vacation.