If Frank Bruni is not the best opinion writer in the U.S., I don’t know who is. Here are the opening paragraphs from his column on Sen. Lindsey Graham in today’s New York Times (1/17/18) –
One day it’s all sun and sycophantic fun on one of the president’s fancy golf courses, where you’re telling yourself that to marvel at his putts and swoon over his swing are small prices for influence and will pay off in the end.
The next you’re in the middle of a surreal feud among your fellow Republicans about whether he used “shithole” or “shithouse” to describe poor countries of dark-skinned people, and you look like a sellout and fool for having thought and said better about him.
That’s the story of Senator Lindsey Graham of South Carolina. Its moral couldn’t be clearer. There’s no honor or wisdom in cozying up to Donald Trump — just a heap of manure.
Does the combination of sparkling style and incisive content get any better than that? (Well, it does, of course, if you read the whole piece.)