Oh, Daily Kos, how do I love thee? Let me count the ways.
It is undeniably gratifying to find my fondest views reconfirmed by even a few scattered Obamacrats and half-reformed John Edwards devotees at different corners of the country. So, whether it's my father parroting Hannity talking points verbatim, my ex-boyfriend not seeing how Bill Clinton's latest rhetorical atrocity was all that excessive, or my co-workers managing somehow to be both anti-war and pro-Clinton, it is always reassuring to have a "Calgon take me away" moment and come to Daily Kos, here to partake in the soothing leftist echo chamber, and occasional field of bloody internecine war.
So what's wrong with that? This morning, I found profounder pleasures elsewhere, and finding them, indulged myself to the utmost, so that I return to you newly incarnated a voluptuary:
