Somewhere in the vaporous mists of my mind, I have an essay about how Bush's endless enthusiasm for his mess of an amnesty bill confirms Norman Podhoretz's theory that some time before the third week in January 2009, we'll drop something nice and juicy on our friends straddling Iraq and Afghanistan, demonstrating as it does his comprehensive disregard for considering, in the bowels of Christ, that he might be mistaken.
That essay will have to wait. Instead, I would like to propose a name for the sensation that we the Chosen have upon encountering another member of the Chosen, akin to "Gaydar," through which Friends of Dorothy apparently recognize furtive Idahoan senators without speaking a word (widening a stance?). Ladies and Gentlemen, I give you...
Oy veydar.
Use it well.
- Moishe Potemkin
Posted by MoisheP at August 30, 2007 09:44 PM | TrackBackI always referred to it as jewdar, but I like yours soooo much better!
Posted by: peninah at August 31, 2007 09:00 AMTwo posts in a row of easy-to-understand stuff! Next stop, Facebook!
Posted by: Greg at August 31, 2007 11:54 AM