Anyone — anyone! — who has met and talked to Stan Kurtz for more than five minutes might come up with all sorts of adjectives to describe him. Some, I suppose, might not be complimentary. I for one am willing to concede “terrific dancer” doesn’t come to mind. But calling Stan Kurtz, of all people, a slimy character assassin is so stupid, so absurd, so pathetic it’s actually hilarious. It’s like the Obama campaign denouncing Paris Hilton as prudish.
The good news for Stan is that he can carry it like a badge of honor. As they say in the Air Force, if you’re catching flak, you must be over the target.