The right-side commentary about Barry's foot-stamping, piss 'n' moan, hissy-fit during his presser last evening was pretty entertaining reading (one such example). I got the biggest kick out o' readin' all the gnashing and thrashing in the fever swamp blogs, though. It seems like nobody likes poor Barry these days, even the moonbats who used to worship him. That breaks my iddy-bitty lil heart.
Not really... Schadenfreude Я Us.