Something I've learned from the talkback I've received from the Sunday Morning LiveBlogs is that a lot of you love some McLaughlin Group. And it's easy to see why: the show is your best bet for a dose of unhinged, unfiltered, knock-down-drag-out nonsense. And it's all paced by the effortlessly florid, sturm und drang-infused oratorical skills of the show's eponymous host. When it comes right down to it, does political chatter get better than this:
MR. MCLAUGHLIN: Question: Does Romney's endorsement seal the deal? Is McCain now the inevitable Republican nominee? I ask you, Pat.
MR. BUCHANAN: John, absent celestial intervention, I think he's going to get the nomination.
MR. MCLAUGHLIN: Absent what?
MR. BUCHANAN: Celestial intervention.
MR. MCLAUGHLIN: Well, it happens, Pat. May he rest in peace, Paul Wellstone. John Heinz was killed in an airplane crash.
MR. BUCHANAN: Well, let's not speculate on it.
MR. MCLAUGHLIN: Death comes in the night on cats' paws, Pat. You never know.
MR. BUCHANAN: On little cats' feet. That's the fog, John, that comes in on little cats' feet.
I mean, celestial intervention? Little cats' feet? That is awesome. You'd be hard pressed to find a way to improve upon that exchange, but gosh darn if the folks at PRI's Fair Game didn't find a way to do it. The stroke of genius? Have party-rock all-star Andrew WK put the McLaughlin Group to music.
The results are a mashup with vision, a song that you will listen to more than once, I promise. Fair Game sets up the whole thing with an interview that you can - and should - listen to here. But if you do nothing else, go get yourself some enjoyment, and download their MP3.
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