Stop, Rick--You're Making Me Hungry

The New York Times' Rick Lyman offers a recipe for really bad writing and nutjob bouillabaisse in one fell swoop. Describing the dregs left behind in Schiavo-ville on Easter Sunday:

In numbers, they were not as great on Easter as they were on the previous three days, when the legal and public relations battle came to its bitter climax. But like soup simmered for hours, what remains is a concentrated stock of the angriest and most devoted, the prayerful and the publicity hungry.

Don't forget to periodically skim the prayerful off the top, otherwise it can get cloudy. Serve in warmed bowls; garnish with a lock of Elian Gonzalez's hair.