The galleys for Rod’s book Crunchy Cons: How Birkenstocked Burkeans, gun-loving organic gardeners, evangelical free-range farmers, hip homeschooling mamas, right-wing nature lovers, and their diverse tribe of counter-cultural conservatives plan to save America (or at least the Republican Party) came in the mail today. It sits there on my kitchen counter like the tell-tale heart, taunting me. I very much wish for Rod’s every success so I will give it a fair reading when I can and withhold all comments and previous judgments as best I can.
But…it…vexes me. I am very vexed.