Jenber gags at the “mainstreaming” of Markos Moulitsas.  I think he’s going to have to insulate this attempted new image sufficiently from the rage-fueled antics of his lunatic, Kool Aid-swilling followers for plausible deniability to be more than a lame punchline.

Much as it may pain “pork-busters” to hear this (and you’ll find my name on that list), the truth simply cannot credibly be denied: crusading against earmarks is, for the center-right, an endeavor as pointless and futile as King Kanute’s denial of the sea.  Yes, pork is corrupt; yes, the whole process stinks like the month-old tapioca you forgot to take out of the trunk of your car during the recent heat wave.  But tighty-righties kicking their own party out of power last November has not, and clearly never will, “teach them a lesson,” at least not the one we wanted them to learn.  And entrenching the pork-crazy Democrats further in power by continuing to devour our own for their fiscal fallibility would be a backfire slightly less powerful than the one at Trinity.

Karl “The Architect” Rove rides off into the sunset.  Or could this just be an intermission?