My unsolicited two cents, for what they may be worth.

I think we give way too much oxygen to Andrew Sullivan. What I love about hangin’ on the Corner, and, by extension, what I love about Jonah and Ramesh, is intellectual honesty. Time after time, I’ve seen them deal critically with positions they’ve taken in the past – to the point of assuming for argument’s sake that they might have been wrong about this or that point, and giving the other guy the benefit of the doubt. To the point of saying, “I got that wrong,” when they see they might have gotten it wrong.

We all need to do that because we’re all wrong now and then. This punditry is not what I used to do for a living. A prosecutor takes mysteries that have already happened and puts together the clues to figure out who-dun-it.

This, instead, is about doing the best you can to process the past and the present in order to predict the future. It’s the difference between intelligence and enforcement. For those into sports analogies, it’s the difference between the chance of kicking an extra-point and the chance of getting a single off Roger Clemens.

I read Jonah and Ramesh because they go about their work with smarts and humility. Because they write with a sense that they understand what they say needs to be defensible. Not necessarily right; just their best shot under the circumstances, giving the other side its due.

When I sense that from Andrew Sullivan, I’ll start reading him again. Until then, Y-A-W-N.