In Which Charles P Pierce Says it All

I've recently added his Esquire blog to my feed.  Why?  Because he's freaking awesome.  At this point my list of non-fiction essayists/columnists who can regularly turn a delightful phrase such that I suddenly wish I was a half-competent writer myself stands at five:  Fred Clark, Lawrence Weschler, Ed Kilgore, Charles P. Pierce, and Lawrence Weschler again because, holy shit, can that guy put words together to form a sentence.  And sentences together to form paragraphs.  And paragraphs...well, you get the point.  Oh, and I guess if I had to add a sixth I'd go with John Scalzi.  He ain't bad, neither.

Anyway, Charles P. Pierce, ladies and gentlemen:

(And can I say for the record that there is no "fierce debate" around the country about contraception. There is what people do, and what they like to do, and there is an immensely unpopular position held by immensely unpopular people. This is not a debate, let alone a "fierce" one. This is an issue on which the country made up its damn mind long ago, regardless of how ginned up some politicians can get the rubes. It's also not a debate about "religion," unless, to borrow Garry Wills's felicitous phrase, one reduces the Gospels to "the mere smithying of chastity belts." There is only one reason to describe what's going on this way in your newspaper -- you don't want 55,089 phone calls and/or e-mails from faith-based nutbags. We continue.)

Or, to put it in other terms, those on the side of contraceptives for women are the New York Yankees.  The anti-contraception lobby is the Boston Red Sox.  The 2003 Boston Red Sox.  Pretty soon they'll be the Chicago Cubs.

Comments

[The Everlasting Dave]

Given how frequently these sociopaths make the "playoffs", I'd say they're more like the Minnesota Twins.