Do yourself a favor and read Riley's take down of Brierney Two. DO NOT waste time reading Brierney. Same shit, new day as they saying goes. Poor Brierney doesn't know what happened to the glorious GOP revolution and oh, by the way DeLay = Dean. Seriously. Anyway, here's some of how a real writer sounds:
To pretend, at this late date, that Tom DeLay or George W. Bush represent an aberration in the Republican party and not a culmination of its thirty-year war on everything that wasn't White, Christian, and pro-big business in this country is to continue shoveling manure while you're up to your nose in it. There's no pretending that your good intentions PR counts for anything anymore. Beyond the fact that the Times keeps paying you for it, I mean.
The sorry results of that thirty-year war are not the result of minor miscalculation or unforeseen circumstances. They are not even, in that favorite phrase of so-called conservatism gone by, the result of the "law of unintended consequences". This is your Republican paradise, Mr. Brooks. Here's your National Greatness. When you're covered in shit it's time to stop pretending the smell is coming from somewhere else.
Someone buy that man a drink.