Got my dinner ruined yesterday when local blabbermouth Hugh Hewitt called me–or, rather, his recorded voice. He was urging me to vote yes on Proposition 8. Given the Baby Hughie curse, it gives me hope that this sexual Know Nothing initiative might go down.
On his blog, Hewitt seems to be admitting defeat. Remember how Republicans laughed at those libs who threatened to leave the United States after the 2004 election? Baby Hughie links to a David Brooks story about the coming new change (cross fingers) and leaves readers with this:
Read the whole thing. Then flee the country.
LAME.
