It was a dark and stormy night

... when he laid his leonine-maned head against my bosom, grasped me tightly around by waist and murmured "only you can save me, my darling." 

Jeebus, another cuntervatard columnist who's been reading waaaaaayy too many romance novels. Bonus: she's the editor of the National Re-pew.

K-Lo:

"Bush said it like a man who, with a cautious optimism and a deep yearning, ultimately looks forward not simply to more time in Crawford, but after that, to the full revelation of those mysteries come his Judgment day. The president’s words demonstrate an awareness of his place — even as the leader of the free world — in Creation."

Oh, sorry, she's not pretending that Der Chimpleton is Fabio in a doublet, she's saying he's actually more like Jesus. And no, not her gardener:

"It’s important to celebrate good men who have some clue as to what to do with a charge like King David’s... their examples are living moral compasses in a confusing world."

Blarrrrfffff!!!!! Right!