THE GENIUS. Sometimes, what with General Nuisance back in the saddle again, and Richard Cohen's apparently mistaking the 101st Airborne for a heating pad. (Note: I'm thinking that the word "therapeutic" is just going to lay there like rotting roadkill on the ol' career path for quite some time), I despair of the world. And then something like this happens, and all is right with the world again. As nice as it was to see Alma Mater take Trust Fund U out for a walk last night, I was somewhat alarmed by the report from ESPN's Doris Burke that, in his effort to broaden his horizons, Marquette coach Tom Crean visited with "the genius, Karl Rove." I think the Jesuit fathers ought to be awfully concerned that their highest profile employee is consorting with godless pirate scum and I think Burke's standards for "genius" are at least two weeks out of date.
--Charles P. Pierce
