Not for nothing, but ... during the 10-minute ride from Sofia's pre-school to the office, I tuned in to WFYL (after initially confusing it with the other local-yocal station a little further up the AM dial) to see if I could catch either Lisa Mossie dishing out what she can't take or Jack P-Something, a whiny Gen Y know-it-all, taking cheap shots when they think I'm not listening (whisper: turns out that 3 out of the station's 7 1/2 morning listeners Monday were left-wing spies who reported directly back to the GIA --Gordonville Intelligence Agency -- and exposed host Barry Papiernik as a go-with-the-flow double-agent).
But I missed the Tuesday fun, instead catching the beginning of the Laura Ingraham Show.
Unlike Ms. Mossie, who disses and dismisses Maher and Moore without listening and watching, I stay tuned.
Ingraham was almost entertaining, I'll give her that. And she was mean-spirited, just as much -- if not more -- than some of my guys on the left.
While it's scary in the sense that she is knowingly preaching to a choir with a laughable limited vocal range, therefore adding fuel to their fire, I defend her right to ramble.
But I never -- ever -- want to hear people like Lisa running to the principal's office about the boys on the school bus, let alone little old me in my column.
The truth is that tea bagger meant one thing and now, because of the Tea Party gangsters, it means another in the broader perspective.
Get over it.