Tuesday, October 11, 2005
Into the Divine Wind
I suggested the PeP embark on a 21st century Reconquista of sorts. Knowing Powerline (for some reason, unbeknownst even to me) stood in our way, I thought a challenge was in order. So I emailed them a challenge. You'll find it below. Children, don't start drinking at 1:30 in the afternoon on a Tuesday.
Subject: Iron Duel
Prepare yourselves for an introduction. We are the Pie-Eyed Picayune, a blog of about six months, composed of the five finest future products of Minnesota higher education that one could hope for. Jesse, and Tim P. would be damn proud to know us. Unfortunately, they don't. In fact, no one really does. But we know you, and we're all fans of your blog (if not your issue positions).
Each of us is currently pursuing a higher degree (two are candidates for a master's in public policy, one a law student, one a PhD candidate in political science, and one a graduate student in business admnistration) and through this blog we've set up straw arguments and hacked them down like samurai swords whipping through a flock of seagulls.
With this in mind we offer you a duel. A historic meeting in the steel cage of bloggerdom. Sgt. Slaughter versus the Iron Sheik. A Casket Match, if you will. Agree first, and we'll settle on an issue. Perhaps a one-round, winner takes all, debate on the cronyism of Harriet Miers (gasp! after the resignation of the phony Michael Brown.) Come on, Powerline. Shall we?
consider the gauntlet thrown,