He's getting six figures to tell us what really happened when he didn't, he swears, do any of the things that the rest of the world seems to believe he did. A fairly cushy bully pulpit, with no one interrupting to ask embarrassing questions.
As a publisher who believes that there is more than one fascinating story here, I am puzzled as to why we have been made part of the story.
If the Cubs win the World Series this year, thus halting and reversing the space-time continuum, do we have to pay Mayor Daley's latest property tax increase?
It seems like we are living in an alternate political reality divorced from what was previously known, understood, practical, and possible simply a year ago.
Using the Obama model of building a strong grassroots base, Feigenholtz has tapped into the social media playbook with a profile on Facebook and updates on Twitter.
300 million dollars to develop automobile prototype that runs on stem cells (Ford Fetus? Chrysler Le Zygote? GMC Blastula?). Pro-Choice=Pro-Environment.
The Bachelor's producers found out they needed a decent, authentic man with complex emotions and a penchant for real commitment to generate renewed interest in the show.
Presidents Lincoln and Obama notwithstanding, aren't we supposed to grade Illinois politicians on a curve? They get an asterisk next to their names like steroid-filled baseball players.
It's time for an A-Rod-like press conference but with some substantive answers and a set of assurances about Burris' political future.
What have we heard from Bobby Rush lately as Burris amends his increasingly unbelievable denial of pay to play?
There is nothing about Burris that isn't contrary to nature, reason, or common sense -- ridiculous local political hack who posts his resume on his own mausoleum.
Bill Powell had a chance to tell us about how decent people can be so easily depraved by going into politics. Instead, he ended up selling for cheap the little intimate information about Blago he had.
"...and here you are, sir: hamburger, medium-rare, and fries. You're sure you don't want anything to drink?"
Blagojevitis involves a cognitive confusion over the two great scandal-suppression techniques all public figures learn: "deny, deny, deny," and "confess, apologize, and move on."
Lightnin' Rod Blagojevich has decided to go all self-righteous sob sister and tell some sordid tales of legislative life that are almost as demented as an episode of The Real Housewives of Orange County.