Welcome to Lucid Dreaming, the online notebook of Santa Fe writer Gregory Pleshaw. Here we try our level best to celebrate all that is good with the world - and knock over ourselves trying to berate the bad. Life sucks most of the time, but when it doesn't, we'll try to clue you in. Because we love you!

Sunday, December 04, 2005

All the President's Flaks, by Frank Rich

Saw this piece quoted all over the blogosphere today, then went to the nytimes and was told that not only would I need to *register* (which I do courtesy of BUG ME NOT) but I'd also need to "join Times Select" which meant a credit card. FUCK YOU NYT...it only costs a buck to buy the damn paper, but I didn't even have to do that, thanks to Tennessee Guerilla Women, who posted the whole thing for us.





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