An open letter to “Drops of Jupiter”
Your sappy, rambling, delightful rom-com of a song about soy lattés and tae-bo just doesn’t sit well in the age of Tea Parties and Wall Street occupations and dead Steve Jobs and Chicken McBites, whatever the hell those are.
Letter from a ghost of the revolution
“My beard is as long as it once was, but now grayed with age.”
A brief message to MSNBC
If you run an ad with Ms. Maddow standing on the edge of Hoover Dam, you probably don’t want to implore us to “lean forward”.
