You know, like many of you, I no longer care about the health care debate.
Ok, that's not true. I care about the final result, but this molasses like movement through the halls of government just isn't sexy anymore, if it ever was.
I mean, come on, the MSM is reporting on subcommittees. That's just not fun. This whole thing is just going too slow and doesn't have nearly enough Mark Sanford in it.
Or Argentina, for that matter.
Is that to say that I only care about politics when deviancy is involved? Yes, it is. D.C., you've got until the end of the year to scare up something involving House pages, 20-something mistresses or a return of Washingtoniette or else I'm taking my ball and going home.