Wow! Talk about a no-news day! A series of e-mails sent by a Baptist preacher becomes the stuff of front page news. But is this really newsworthy? The rev. sent a few missives that hurt a politician's feelings. Tsk, tsk. I hear the world's smallest violin being played.
Didn't Harry Truman once observe that if you can't stand the heat, then stay out of the kitchen? Apparently our 1940's politicians were made of sterner stuff than they are right now? So our Senator's posterior was described as "sorry." Now I am Southern enough to know that sorryness, like beauty, is in the eye of the beholder. And to refer to an individual specifically by that feature is common, everyday discourse. For example, during our unlamented past winter, I referred to a day as being as cold as Nancy Pelosi's derrière. I can assure you, gentle reader, that I have no desire to empirically test that hypothesis! Megan Fox's, yes!
So, I'm saying for the benefit of the Tee Dee, to the Rev., and to Bobby Denton: NO FOUL. Play ball.