You say you smell alcohol on my breath?

It's coming from your upper lip pal.

Democratic stooge Nick Coleman published a blow-by-blow description of his mental breakdown in today's Star and Sickle.

Nick is ostensibly bent out of shape because the blogosphere is an unregulated cesspool of conservative hatred and BS that has goose-stepped right on his integrity's weenie.

Nick is a Journalist folks, he "knows stuff" damn-it and don't you forget it.

Well Nick, I've got news for you. One of the things that any blogger does with regularity is to cite the source of his or her information so that readers can check it out for themselves. You should try it yourself sometime.

For instance, you claim that some blogger has written of you claiming you are "a very wealthy man, born into privilege and power, and a stooge of the Democratic Party."

Nick, I just don't think that's true, in fact I think it's straight-up bullshit.

Well the first part at least, because I've just acknowledged whose stooge you are. But as to your supposed wealth, as far as I (or anyone else) know this is a description of a re-ocurring wet dream you have been having.

So who has been wasting their time writing delusions of your grandeur? You have no credability, and you're an obnoxious asshole to boot, so prove it. And if you can't or won't, I'll plaster that fact from here to Shanghi!

Welcome to our world Nicky boy. You got editors? Pfha! It's put up or shut up out here boy-o.

What Nick and his ilk (God that's a great word isn't it?) can't bring themselves to acknowledge is very, very few bloggers claim to be writing experts, or heaven forbid, Journalists. We don't hide our politics in cryptoclastic prose Nick, it's out there baby, under your virtual nose..right below your gin mustache.

Additionally, it's got to be a real pill knowing that while bank presidents, or lawyers, or engineers such as myself may not have the educational background to have "earned success" as commentators (not that I'm claiming any), "we're" kicking your ass in our jammies!

Personally, I'm very pleased to have you sitting in the Golden Chair befitting a bonified journalist Nick because your.....whiny.....condescending......nasal inflected drone doesn't carry through in ink (I swear I'll tear the next radio station that ever airs your voice right off of my dial).

So keep up the good work Nicky, and we'll keep ignoring it!