C.S. Lewis once compared the humor of G.K. Chesteron to a swordsman, whose blade gleams brightly in the sun, not because he is showing off, but because he is fighting for his life and therefore moving it very quickly. The same words apply to Mark Steyn, one of the few people in our times who
gets it. You'll rarely get the chance to read something that packs in so many sound positions in such a devastating and hilarious way.
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