Dame Peggington Noonington turneth on the TeeVee Machine…
…and does not liketh what she sees.
“Forsooth,” sayeth Dame Noonington, “the networks let on a man light in the loafers,” taking a mighty quaff from her tankard of Mai Tai. “Can the coarsening of the culture be far behind?”
“Nay, nay, nay!” sayeth Dame Noonington who shaketh her heavy head, “this cannot passeth,” as she quaffed again mightily from the tankard and belched, “I declareth no!”
And then Dame Noonington passeth out and dreamed sweet dreams of Saint Ronnie.
(There might be more kids, Nooner’s column is a real cultural warrior bomb.)
That swine Graves comments! Get thee anon!
The world is going to hell in a hurry and she worries about Adam Lambert? Where was she when Liberace was on the teevee?
Verily, a manne who kisseth another manne shalt calleth down the wrath of thy Lord thy God and he shall be smoten of his smittennerie. In my daye, there vulgarie was nott. Why thy dettors were shackleth in thy chains and thy beheadygnes occurredd, and the physick man pronounceth deathe, verily we prayedd for theyre sowells, thomas. Amen.
Friends, Roman, Randal – lend me your ears
Peggington, the Lady MacBeth of the MSM
Ahh yes. The holy and apostolic catholic church and the Irish drunks with a culture of abandonment, poverty, drunkeness, domestic violence, ignorance….just read “Angela’s Ashes” or James Joyce for that matter. Yes, the culture from where Peggy Noonan arrived was oh so humane…oh so sophisticated and egalitarian…oh so good for women and children.
I wish I could curse her to three years of changing endless diapers, eating potato soup, and living in a one-room shack with three bawling, starving infants and a drunk husband who comes home once a week and punches her in the face and forces sex on her. Let’s see her breathless description of that in her next column.