Diary

UN Ice Cream

And here is why I like Mark Steyn, even if he is a Canuck.

Half a decade or so back, I wrote: “It’s a good basic axiom that if you take a quart of ice-cream and a quart of dog feces and mix ’em together the result will taste more like the latter than the former. That’s the problem with the U.N.”

I think he’s a bit wrong, it only takes a tablespoon or so to ruin the whole batch – but then again, it seems more like 8 parts dog stuff to 2 parts ice cream at the UN nowadays. And that’s why I like Ambassador Bolton – he sees it for the fly-infested pile of garbage it is.

And yet, the President sidles up to the soda fountain, takes a big heaping spoonful, and calls it ambrosia.

BS. Or DS, as it may be.

Crossposted (with sentence enhancers!) at effingconservatives