Andrew Breitbart alerted me to this blog. It’s the best new blog I’ve read in ages. Hilarious. He has an important addition to the vital news of the day re: Star Jones, and the merits of flashing in subway cars:
I once caught a guy masturbating openly in my driveway back in college. I went up on the roof and then carefully dumped a bucket of water on him. He was really angry because, as he told me later over coffee, he was "almost there."
Pertaining to flashing: I always felt there was an easier, more benign way of getting your jollies than exposing yourself to strangers on a train. For example: flash to your pets. Sometimes I’ll get really drunk and expose myself to my girdle-tailed lizard. She doesn’t seem to mind or care. Or, If I am feeling especially daring I will "accidentally" let my robe fall open while I am watching the View on television. For some reason, just knowing that Star Jones might know that I am watching her with my robe open is all I need to satisfy myself.
Go ahead. Make her day. Although flashing the TV appearances of Barbara Walters would provide more enduring satisfaction, methinks. But it’s highly subjective, I’ll concede.

I’ve been following your posts about Strauss with some interest. I spent some time at the University of Chicago and had some interaction with his followers, Joseph Cropsey and Nathan Tarcov. I agree with you that whatever sort of conservatism Strauss espoused, it cannot be equated with contemporary neo-conservatism.
"A person is brought hither in the dungeon of a ship’s hold; thence he is vomited into a dungeon on land, loaded with irons, unfurnished with money, unsupported by friends, three thousand miles from all means of calling upon or confronting evidence, where no one local circumstance that tends to detect perjury can possibly be judged of;‚Äîsuch a person may be executed according to form, but he can never be tried according to justice.