Many people(1) have asked about my review of Liberal Fascism: Are You Proud Of Me Now, Mommy?, by Jonah Goldberg. I've finally gotten around to reserving a copy from the library and I'm ninth on the hold list. Given the speed at which Doughy Fatone's fans process information I should get my hands on the book -- and a gallon of hand sanitizer -- in or about July, just as the last unsold copies are returned to the publisher and pulped.
Meanwhile, it's good to see that Doubleday is making reparations for abetting Goldberg's intellectual fraud.
1 By which I mean no one.