This is all Jonah Goldberg’s fault.

This is absolutely Jonah Goldberg’s fault: he called for the Republican primary to be thrown out and replaced with a musical. Then he started writing Gilbert & Sullivan filks.

Yes. I could not help myself. To the tune of The Policeman’s Song from The Pirates of Penzance:

When a pundit’s not enthused with his enjoyment (his enjoyment)
Of blighting lives to entertain his fans
His capacity for ethical employment (his employment)
Is just as much as any honest man’s.
Our cursing we with difficulty smother
When corrections to the record must be done (must be done)
Yes, take one consideration with another (with another)
And the blogger’s life is not a tranquil one.

When corrections to the record must be done (must be done)
Then the blogger’s life is not a tranquil one.

When a talking-headed rascal’s not repeating (not repeating)
The honeyed poison dripping from his screen,
He likes to schmooze with those that he’s defeating (he’s defeating);
…And access like that makes all of us turn green.
When the panels stop with screaming at each other,
They’ll meet again for drinking and some fun;
Yes, take one consideration with another
And the blogger’s life is not a tranquil one.

Though corrections to the record must be done (must be done)
Yet a blogger’s life is not a social one.

For the record: Jonah’s all right. And he’s not the only one.

Moe Lane