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So over at The Corner they made Turpalin:

Ingredients
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One turkey-blood-soaked Sarah Palin video
One honest Byron York post calling the scene "unfortunate"
One segment of MSM-MSNBC "nancy boys" coverage
Two batches of "Sarah and the Vegan Weenies" emails (1, 2)

Prime example: "In Alaska, they have critters that consider humans food. Absent high powered rifles, humans are not at the apex of the food chain in Alaska. That will tend to give people a different perspective than the silk pantywaists in the lower 48."

One piquant bouquet garni of adulatory bloodlust
Too many K-Lo wingnoli nuts (1, 2, 3...)

Mix it all up in Mark Steyn’s crackpot of a mind, cook extremely slowly for no more than 10 seconds, and…voila:

My fowl lady [Mark Steyn]

...[T]hat's Sarah Palin's real stroke of genius in these difficult times for the global economy. For, in an age when the government picks which banks to nationalize and which banks to fail, and guarantees mortgages that should never have been issued, and prepares to demand that those taxpayers with responsible and affordable pension plans prop up the lavish and unsustainable pension programs of Detroit, Governor Palin has given us a great teaching moment and a perfect snapshot of what my Brit reader would recognize as pre-Thatcher "industrial policy":

When the government decides it can "pick winners" and spare them from the realities of the market, everyone else gets bled to death.

Thank you, Sarah. It's the first election ad of Campaign '12.

Serve over the derisive laughter of Democrats everywhere.

Bunker Buster

And this time it's not (just) of the Archie and Edith variety.

The Protect America Act lapsed last night at midnight. Following a couple of press release-style posts (which basically regurgitated the political spin of McConnell and Bush) on that topic yesterday, it's now going on 18 hours since anyone at all has been heard from over at NRO's The Corner, a period of restraint and thoughtfulness heretofore unknown at the conservative blog. The final Corner post was Mark Steyn's 187th memorialization of his "human rights" persecution by the pesky Canadians. He also works in a joke about his vagina.

Then, nuthin'. Dead air. Crickets.

Come out from under your beds, folks. Isn't there something important you need to watch coming up on Fox News?

Update (10 minutes later): Oops! I posted too soon. Mark Steyn is back at The Corner this morning, the very definition of coyote ugly, with a stock-in-trade, borderline racist (and somewhat wistful, perhaps?) denunciation of the evildoers. And so the world turns.

Other update (yet two hours later): With this post mixing up the Loch Ness Monster, Global Warming and the ravings of some creepy dude with a compulsion to "call a spade a spade," Steyn completes the coveted natural hat trick of hatred and holds The Corner, for better or worse, his own private Idaho.

Steynaro Pe Gergerac

Mark Steyn's late-night column fires K-Lo's morning imagination:

A Mark Steyn Classic [Kathryn Jean Lopez]

Fantasy is a by-product of security: It’s the difference between hanging upside down in your dominatrix’s bondage parlor for half-an-hour after work on Friday and enduring the real thing for years on end in Saddam’s prisons.

10/28 07:29 AM

Just as plagiarism is a by-product of wingnut welfare journalism: It's the difference between developing your own crackpot argument about your political opponents and stealing the one published two days earlier by Peggy Noonan.