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A parallel drama is unfolding in our town that can be an instructive life lesson for high school students and their elders:

You will hear her name dropped oftener than that of your children during the next six months, but neither Sarah Palin nor I will run for President on the GOP or the Tea Party tickets in ’12.

Witlessly, four foggy-minded middle-aged women, looking desolate, as if they had been abruptly abandoned on a mental desert island, converted what was intended to be a serious Cultural Affairs Commission meeting last night into a dog-and-pony show — with apologies to our friends with four legs.

Finally, someone of stature is noising around America’s most ignored secret:

With Rosh Hashanah starting tomorrow night, continuing through Thursday and into Friday when the Shabbat begins, the air in our home for the next four evenings will be thick with debate over the latest ritualistic, and pragmatically useless, round of Middle East “peace” talks.

What a wonderful fairy tale world the ephemeral President Nebulous J. Ambivalent has drawn for us in the last 22 months, he being the first chief executive in American history to take office the day after the election.

Walking naked into a church in the midst of services is the social equivalent of the unethical brazenness with which the Los Angeles Titanic is covering the statewide campaigns of two Republican women, Meg Whitman for Governor, Carly Fiorina for the U.S. Senate seat held by one of the truly despicable political whores in Washington, Barbara Boxer.

Bill O’Reilly was inarguably correct last night, I believe, when he told Glenn Beck there is not one American leftist capable of duplicating the remarkable feat of Mr. Beck’s staggering rally last Saturday at the Lincoln Memorial.

First of two parts

Re “Today’s Tastiest Morsel: Will Patty Jaffe Stay for Keeps?”

I will posit the thesis that partisans on the left grow angry 98 percent faster than conservatives, who almost never do, because: