by DCDave

His scribblings were a disgrace,
A window to his soul.
(Which has found a resting place
Much warmer than this hole)

David Martin

It is a sad commentary on the state of public life in this country, but I
have yet to discover a practicing American journalist writing on major
political events who would not be right at home resting eternally under a
stone with the above inscription.

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