Some New “The Corner” Lady Whose Name I’m Not Going To Bother Learning:

Obama and I are roughly the same age. I grew up in liberal circles in New York City — a place to which people who wished to rebel against their upbringings had gravitated for generations. And yet, all of my mixed race, black/white classmates throughout my youth, some of whom I am still in contact with, were the product of very culturally specific unions. They were always the offspring of a white mother, (in my circles, she was usually Jewish, but elsewhere not necessarily) and usually a highly educated black father. And how had these two come together at a time when it was neither natural nor easy for such relationships to flourish? Always through politics. No, not the young Republicans. Usually the Communist Youth League. Or maybe a different arm of the CPUSA. But, for a white woman to marry a black man in 1958, or 60, there was almost inevitably a connection to explicit Communist politics.

Of course, this was how things worked before they invented The Gay. Via.

 … Noting that John Cole engages in some Shrill And Unbalanced Political Hate Speech®:

I am just embarrassed they fooled me for so damned long. Although my leaving the GOP did roughly coincide with me cutting down on how much and how often I drink, so I may use that as an excuse.

This – like Jem and The Holograms – is truly outrageous.  I don’t know how I would have survived the last 7 years without the sweet numbing succor of beer.  Beer is blameless.  Even gin has a plausible alibi.  Leave poor liquor alone.