You really should be writing that book you've always dreamed of

It's not so much that the conservative drivel in this piece by Mark Judge about that bastion of conservative ideology, nineteen-year-old Washington National's outfielder Bryce Harper, is so noxious. Hell, I read the hopelessly deluded Nolan Finley in the Detroit News and the factually challenged Mackinac Center in the Free Press virtually every week.  It's not so much that if you'd read his piece before you became a baseball fan that you never would have fallen in love with baseball--ESPN's "Baseball Tonight" has about as much baseball acumen as Mr. Judge.  It's not even that the writing is so bad--I mean they have bad writing contests yearly and those people actually try to write as badly as Mr. Judge.

No, it's the fact that this hack has published a book.  His book, A Tremor of Bliss, purports to be a discussion of Catholicism, sex, and rock and roll.  What the fuck Catholicism has to do with sex and rock and roll--let me repeat that--what the fuck Catholism has to do with sex and rock and roll is completely beyond any rational human being.  Aren't the terms pretty much mutually exclusive?  (And judging from the reviews on Amazon, Mr. Judge's book is as well written as "Bryce Harper, conservative hero.")  Either Mr. Judge has a parent who runs a publishing company, or those goofy bastards are printing books by anybody these days.

Damn, I have to get back to that novel....

Peace,
emaycee