BRING ME THE HEAD OF THE LICKSPITTLE CENTRIST

In November 1992, George H.W. Bush's defeat provoked celebrations not just in Little Rock, where the Clintonites danced around to Fleetwood Mac, but also in some corners of conservative America.

...At the Heritage Foundation, a group of right-wingers called the Third Generation conducted a bizarre rite involving a plastic head of the deposed president on a platter decorated with blood-red crepe paper.

That's from an L.A. Times article by John Micklethwait and Adrian Wooldridge, two British journalists who write about American conservatives.

Surely some people in the media knew about this at the time. But funny thing -- I don't recall any of them bringing it to light and fretting about "hate." I don't recall anyone pointing to it as a sign that "extremist elements" in the GOP had "gone off the deep end," attacking one of their own in a vicious way and thus displaying the very tendencies that alienate moderates. And I don't recall that any Democrats were commissioned to write articles on how the Republican Party could "find its way again."

Oh, well -- at least maybe we now know where David Brooks got his bizarre fantasy of Democratic delegates throwing a rubber Cheney doll around the convention stage.