When via Glenn you go to this site and your first thought is…
…they’re making a Jonah Hex movie? Cool!
The corner notices some interesting wordplay on the MSNBC site in a story by Courtney Hazlett:
There’s been plenty of speculation that Levi Johnston, the father of Tripp, Sarah Palin’s first acknowledged grandchild, has been giving interviews to the likes of Larry King and Tyra Banks so that he can land an endorsement or modeling deal.
The line has been rather sloppily removed from the main MSNBC site but it still lives on via sites that syndicated it and haven’t edited the copy, such as here here and here.
Now unless Miss Hazlett has been drinking Andrew Sullivan’s koolaid I think an explanation is in order; what made her decide on that word when this was written? What evidence if any did you have to suggest that there is another grandchild out there. This should be done preferably on Morning Joe.
Because you can have so much fun if you choose to add the word “acknowledged” to any conversation concerning Courtney Hazlett. The mind boggles! Particularly during the morning joe liveblogging.
…it sure sounds like one when you read this paragraph from Damian Thompson on the Anglican communion rescue:
What I didn’t know is that the proposals are tied to an intricate scale of “degrees of communion” – full, impaired, partial and broken – that will ascribed to different provinces by a Lambeth Communion Review Commission, which will itself be multi-layered, supervising Review Sub-Committees based on the Indaba model that will ascribe State of Communion Assessments to individual dioceses, non-territorial episcopal oversight areas and parishes. It would, of course, be inappropriate for the same Review Sub-Committees to cross the boundary between inner and outer circles of the Anglican Communion, and so – in a radical proposal drafted by Dr Rowan Williams himself – the Lambeth Communion Review Commission will divide into inner and outer circle Areas of Special Responsibility that will shadow each other’s assessments.
Well we can now conclude that Sir Humphrey Appleby didn’t die on Boxing Day 2001 after all, apparently he works for the Anglican communion.
Update: And like Sir Humphrey Appleby the paragraph above is a fictional parody of reality. The sad thing is if you read the real thing you really can’t tell the difference.