(h/t Snarking Dawg)
From Ana Marie Cox's post to the "Swampland" blog at Time magazine:
Let me say that I did some self-cringing last week, when I choose to describe Tony as the "most fun" press secretary of the administration. I was looking for something non-controversial, non-partisan and true to say about the guy. "Fun" seemed like something he'd appreciate -- he is fun. The biggest change in the press operations of the WH since he's gotten there is that the briefings are no longer thuddingly boring. So, really, "most fun" was kind of a low bar.
He's also a class act. He clearly respects the press, and his tangles with them are leavened with a humor and self-awareness that make him hard to dislike, even when you violently disagree.
I -- and I'm sure my fellow bloggers here -- wish him well.
I'm guessing Cox's successors at Wonkette didn't get the memo. Emphasis mine, expletive edited for content:
White House spokesman Tony Snow has cancer again, his omnipresent “live strong” bracelet having failed its wearer yet again.
Snow went in Monday to have a small growth removed from his pelvic area, and doctors discovered that the cancer’s back. Snow, despite being fairly smarmy, is not actually one of the individuals currently f***ing everything up that we’d happily say cancer is too good for, so we wish him a speedy and full recovery. And hell, whoever’d replace him would probably just be worse, unless it’s that cutie Dana Perino. What a cutie! And a dangerous liar, but the pretty ones always are.
I get that Wonkette is supposed to be snarky and irreverent, but is it too much to ask for a little more respect at a time like this?
