I wrote about Andrew Sullivan’s descent into madness here. But Sullivan shows no signs of stopping even as his colleagues at The Atlantic recoil in horror. In fact, he keeps digging a deeper hole, now claiming that what happened to John Edwards was a different issue entirely because he wasn’t running for president any more, but Sullivan’s own baseless and profoundly insulting attacks on Sarah Palin and her family are justified, because he alone must stand up for investigatory journalism into this political unknown. And he will stand on his couch, hold his laptop aloft, and scream that we don’t have the full story about Trig Palin’s birth until someone in the condo upstairs complains to the super.
You would shame the man, but he has none left to invoke.