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Tengrain Presents…

(Peggy Noonan’s Blog) (UPDATE: I’m putting this on the front page because it was mentioned on The Professional Left Podcast and people are looking for it. Fresher posts below. Thank you to Bluegal and Driftglass for the hat tip.)

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Shorter Peggington Noonington:

“Bad form to let the servants hear this.” She’s clearly not upset that it happened; she’s upset that it got out. (Peggy Noonan’s blog)

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The Further Adventures of Peggy Noonan

Anatomy of a Column eggy Noonan looked quizzically at the instructions of assembly for the new bicycle she was gifting herself for Christmas, her goal being to become fit for the new year, and took a deep quaff of her … Continue reading

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The Further Adventures of Peggy Noonan

Honest-to-Thor, there must have been a Captain Morgan two-for-one sale and the pineapple crop came in early or something, because her treatment of a Hillary BioPic is just completely unhinged: “The dramatic template they’ll use is the life of Eleanor … Continue reading

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Your Sunday Noonan on Monday

“Can I say one of the problems is that the establishment, if you will, of the Republican Party, including, say, its consulting class nationally and its presidential candidates, what they’re trying to do is hit the target of what they … Continue reading

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Dame Noonington Speakes, foresoothe!

(Image: Axel Grease) We are in the midst of the worst Washington scandal since Watergate. Those whom the gods wish to destroy they first make mad, or in Noonan’s case, wee tipsy or just forgetful that during the month of … Continue reading

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Peggington Noonington walks into a bar…

eggy Noonan was enjoying a refreshing Julep or two and talking with her Regan-era friend, Bill Bennet about the way to bet on a horse, “Not that Bill would know anything about gambling,” she muttered to herself.”But still, a man’s … Continue reading

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The Further Adventures of Peggy Noonan

Anatomy of a Column eggy Noonan swanned into the Bush Library Opening Gala, an elegant woman languidly riding a crest of self-confidence and self-entitlement, a woman in her prime. Sphinx-like she looked about the ballroom to see all the familiar … Continue reading

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Whenever I watch Peggington Noonington…

Death of the Media …on the Sunday Talkies, I always get the impression that she just woke up from a three-day Mai Tai binge and just starts rambling to the pink elephant: Now, when it is so obvious that she … Continue reading

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Shorter Noonan:

“The Republicans let Ronnie down, but the Dirty F***ing Hippies are still wrong on everything.” Dame Peggington Noonington of the Brooklynshire Nooningtons, royal scribe of Lord Rupert, doth say that the Iraq clusterf*** haven given offense to thine Republican sensibilities, … Continue reading

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