"The Arrogance That She's Shown has Shaped Him"

Kwame Kilpatrick is not the rare apple that fell so far from the tree as to be untraceable. He is not that one apple in a million that bounced off the bell, downhill, into the street, pushed along by breezes and passing cars, into a swollen ditch swelled by an autumn deluge, into a river that flowed to the great lakes, bobbing there, helpless, for days and weeks, even months, only to make root on some anonymous sandy beach along the shores of the Detroit River, innocently growing there oblivious to rearing. Oh, he didn't grow up as a pear either.

Nope. He belongs to Mom and Dad, and he fell right next to the trunk.

The title of this post is quoted from Reginald Amos in a Freep story on Sunday.

I've no favorite candidate in any of those congressional districts down state that will sell out for the progressives for no other reason than they are progressive.

Fool me once shame on you. Fool me about 104,411 times, um, sooner or later it is my friggen fault.