Rodster, I’ll remind you what I said when you IMed me (where we conduct most of our business here at NRO) announcing that I lead you into a huge discovery: I was casually ribbing you on a Friday night. We had some wacky conversations back in the day–NYC misses you! (And, my memory is foggy, but it is possible I just wanted to get you steamed about something–always a good way to get interesting pieces out of people…heck, I’d let Shannen Coffin write about the divinity of the Red Sox if I thought it would make people click–hhhmmm.) Anyway, I didn’t expect a revolution to start. Heck, I had had a granola bar for breakfast that day. I don’t think my reticence to divide up conservatives into various cultural categories means I don’t want to talk about people’s differences. I think that the crunchy-type differences are just differences people have without thinking too much (or at all) about where they fit on a political spectrum, not distinct ideological categories. (Am I a Rascal Con when I listen to Rascal Flatts?)

That said, you know I look forward to the book, even if you see me roll my eyes once or twice, which I will, maybe just to egg you on.