Why tweak conservatives when they're so much more vicious to eachother? Taki, the aging coke-snorting Greek playboy who pines for New York before the Jews and blacks took it over, rails in the London Spectator against talk-show pundits, and saves his venom for William Kristol, editor of the Weekly Standard, and a fellow conservative. "Kristol wears make-up a la Mae West, but it does very little for him. My spies tell me he also suffers from terrible halitosis."
What happened to honesty? [The Spectator]