Today I opened my New York Times. That is, I opened my internet browser, I selected NYT among my bookmarks, and I clicked on OPINION. Just like that.
God knows I love living in the Twenty-First Century. Back in the olden days, in the 1980's and 90's, I had to drive to the library to read the New York Times. And if someone beat me to it, I had to wait my turn. Imagine that!
I love the New York Times Op-Ed writers. Each has their own unique soapbox, their own voice and pitch. The one commonality is their ability to communicate, and in my humble opinion, they are experts in the science and art of communication.
Today Gail Collins wrote, "Send in the Clowns, and Cheese," a piece dedicated to poking fun at the G.S.A.'s 2010 Western Regions Conference, held in Las Vegas at the cost of $2,742.50 per bureaucrat-attendee. She makes me chuckle, the way Erma Bombeck makes me chuckle. Even as I'm cringing I'm chuckling ~ and that's a rare talent.
And Nicholas Kristof, whom I've mentioned here before, published "Arsenic in Our Chicken?" Kristof doesn't make me laugh. He doesn't even make me smile. But I love him for what he does, and that is, think. His column today addressed the routine fact that our chickens contain banned antibiotics, antihistamine, acetaminophen and arsenic. Lovely, huh? But it is nothing like last week's column which everyone should read.
Thank you, Ms. Collins and Mr. Kristof, elite members of the liberal media, for entertaining and educating me again today. Both of you are a welcome part of my daily routine, bringing smiles and smirks, fear and frustration, thus making me a better and stronger citizen.
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