James Bovard feared the FBI’s Stasi pretensions, and Jim Antle noticed Obama’s Rovian maneuvers. Daniel Larison fathomed the depths of team Romney’s neoconservatism, and expected a clueless Romney attack on Obama’s Polish gaffe. Noah Millman challenged Matt Yglesias to a bloggingheads duel on fiscal responsibility. Scott McConnell muddled through France, while Scott Galupo recoiled at the the now official Romney-Obama choice, and Rod Dreher seconded the nausea.
Jordan Bloom remembered the 1980s anti-empire Bob Dylan, and Galupo joined his apologia. Eve Tushnet dwelled on The Outsourced Self. Dreher found poison snake-loving Pentecostals, praised the Louisiana fightin’ Monks, shunned sex offenders, loved Wodehouse, and wondered if Fr Mark gets drunk every Sunday.
Larison refuted the imperative for Christian support of humanitarian intervention, pondered Russian irrelevancy, processed the Romney-Obama Syrian similarities, and could not stomach a cynically amoral argument for intervention in Syria. Kelley Vlahos watched a cliche-shattering WWII documentary, and Phillip Giraldi heard the Washington Post’s continuing drumbeat for war with Iran.