In my Tuesday column, I take a surprising turn (I am full of surprising twists and turns) in order to defend Christine O’ Donnell on two fronts, although neither of them is witchcraft, since I wrote it before that bit of silliness raised its pointed hat:
O’Donnell is like Palin-Lite; half the experience, less bitter. In her favor, though, is that she appears to be utterly without guile. She projects the sort of wide-eyed-innocent openness that personifies American naiveté to our cousins in Europe and often embarrasses (and trips up) the dismissive post-American sophisticates on the Upper West Side.
I rise to defend O’Donnell on two points tender to the Christian conscience, those of lying for the greater good, and masturbation.
I hope you’ll read it all and join in the debate.
I have a feeling O’ Donnell is going to need her own category.
Deacon Greg wonders: What if O’ Donnell were a man?
Re the Witchcraft: I wonder how many Americans find O’ Donnell’s situation rather relate-able and not all that troubling. I suspect many Americans would say, “yeah, did that, got the tee-shirt, then tasted the milk and honey…”
More on that: The Pagans Pipe Up!
Bookworm: It’s all about, you know…Growing UP!