Nail, meet hammer

Molly in NYC had this comment over at Digby's blog, and it was just so good I had to share it:

Since the November elections, I feel like the woman whose husband refused to listen when she told him not to sell the family cow for magic beans. She's still forced to consider his welfare, but it's neurochemically impossible to be more angry. And she can see that, irresponsible as he was to do it, as soon as it dawns on him that he's been rooked, he won't repent or apologize -- he'll blame her.

Get that woman a blog.