November 25, 2010

FROM THE THANKSGIVING ARCHIVES: MODO MYSTERY CLEARED UP:

Blood Is Thicker Than Gravy (MAUREEN DOWD, 11/28/04, NY Times)

I've been surprised, out on the road, how often I get asked about my family. They're beyond red - more like crimson. My sister flew to West Virginia in October to work a phone bank for W. [...]

This year, my brothers were on the warpath about news reports that Maryland public schools did not teach about Thanksgiving from a religious perspective. "Who do they think the Pilgrims thanked?" demanded Martin. "God."

There are moments - when my brothers are sharing some snarky thing Rush Limbaugh said about me, or the latest bon mot from Pat Buchanan, with whom they grew up - that I'm tempted to stuff my ears with my mom's potato stuffing, or go off and read a book by David Sedaris about normal family life.

People often ask me why President Bush inspires such passionate support. My brother Kevin, a salesman who lives in Montgomery County, Md., can answer that; here is a recent e-mail message, trimmed for space, he sent to friends:...


It would appear that the Times accidentally hired the wrong Dowd--she should let her brothers write all her columns for her.





(originally posted: November 28, 2004)

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Posted by at November 25, 2010 12:15 AM
  

Wow, it's true: her brother is a better writer than she his.

Posted by: PapayaSF at November 28, 2004 1:43 PM

One wonders if this was a sudden flash of magnanimity, or just a strange slip-up.

Posted by: Paul Cella at November 28, 2004 10:10 PM

Facing the terrors of the blank page, suddenly her computer said, "You've got mail."

Posted by: David Cohen at November 28, 2004 10:25 PM

Her brother is a better woman than she is.

Posted by: Robert Schwartz at November 28, 2004 11:15 PM

Unloop.

Posted by: oj at November 24, 2005 12:05 PM

Dowdy was on Scarborough last night - her jawline was looking quite prominent, as if the botox was wearing off. But she wore tan to set off her auburn hair.

I'm sure there is a single man somewhere who is tough enough and detached enough to remind her of W. and win her heart. But I'm going to guess this man doesn't live in Manhattan.

Posted by: jim hamlen at November 24, 2005 5:53 PM
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