So, it turns out that the cool cat billed as “No Drama Obama” by his sycophants is actually quite the drama queen. While the White House publicly pretends to ignore conservative detractors of his administration, Chief Touchy-Touchy seems to be personally consumed by our critiques. — “Mr. and Mrs. Cranky Pants,” Michelle Malkin
Am I the only conservative in America who finds Michelle Malkin insufferably cute?
The woman delights in crawling-flesh phrases and grotesque neologisms. “Chief Touchy-Touchy”? “Mr. and Mrs. Cranky Pants”? The latter, from the cutesypie conclusion of today’s column, she considered choice enough to serve as a headline.
“Mr. and Mrs. Cranky Pants”? Is that a title for a commentary intended for adults?
In the second paragraph, Michelly-Belly describes how “the president had himself a mini-‘Toddlers and Tiaras’-style meltdown.” Even the punctuation gives me the willies. Ugh.
It’s not that I disagree with what she has to say. It’s the way she says it — like a nursery school teacher talking to a class of giggly four-year-olds or a drag queen dishing the dirt. Her subject matter is serious, but her diction is juvenile.
I do appreciate Michelle Malkin’s efforts to forestall cultural decline in this country, but I can’t help seeing her writing as a symptom, and even a cause, of it.