Never have I read a finer piece of literature than Dirty, Sexy Politics.
Meghan McCain is a 21st century treasure. She is Shakespeare, Mark Twain and Perez Hilton all rolled into one.
Meghan McCain is to literature what syphilis is to literature.
Meghan McCain is to political punditry what Fingers Malloy is to political punditry.
Finally, Meghan McCain is to Dirty, Sexy Politics what John McCain is to Dirty, Sexy Politics–something that half the time pretends to be something it is not–and in the end is a complete waste of your time and energy.
Let me share with you an excerpt from this tome. In Chapter 3, Meghan talks about her first experience at an In-N-Out Burger:
It was the best of times, it was the worst of times at the In-N-Out Burger, it was the age of wisdom at the In-N-Out Burger, it was the age of foolishness at the In-N-Out Burger, it was the epoch of belief at the In-N-Out Burger, it was the epoch of incredulity at the In-N-Out Burger, it was the season of Light at the In-N-Out Burger, it was the season of Darkness at the In-N-Out Burger, it was the spring of hope at the In-N-Out Burger, it was the winter of despair, for the In-N-Out Burger’s shake machine was down.
After tasting In-N-Out’s Double Double burger, We had everything before us, we had nothing before us, we were all going direct to heaven, we were all going direct the other way – in short, the period was so far like the present period, that some of its noisiest authorities insisted on its being received, for good or for evil, in the superlative degree of comparison only. Sarah Palin sucks.
And finally Meghan, I say this–it is a far, far better thing that I do, than I have ever done; it is a far, far better rest that I go to than I have ever known–after reading Dirty, Sexy Politics.
That was truly the best 20 bucks I have ever spent.
Thank you Meghan McCain.
Thank you for being you.
Thank you for Dirty, Sexy Politics.
H/T Charles Dickens
*Warning! Book reviewer may not have read the book.