Youn N Eye (In Which I am Compared to Theodore Sorenson–sort of)

Dateline Denver Colorado – 8/26/08 – 8:30 PM Mountain Time 

This morning, I paid a little tribute to Monica Youn, the lovely young lady lucky enough to be sitting next to me last night at the convention:

“To add insult to injury, my preeminence among the NY delegation’s bloggers (at least those who’ve produced written evidence of their presence in Denver beyond the bad checks Rock is undoubtedly passing) was usurped by the lovely and talented Monica Youn, an at-large New York delegate pledged to support Barack Obama who works as a lawyer in the Democracy Program at the Brennan Center for Justice at the New York University School of Law and is also the author of “Barter“, a book of poems which, given the lady’s poise, probably contains nothing quite as offensive as Kevin Powell’s “Son to Mother.”

Ms. Youn is posting for an obscure outlet called “Slate”, apparently owned by a gentleman named William Gates, although I’m not certain she is making much more than $460 herself. Last night, she had an invite to Slate’s reception, but why be jealous when one can have desert with Tom DiNapoli (if one can get there).”

Tonight on Slate, she returned the favor:

“Reports that the New York delegation had been banished to the nosebleed seats, as revenge against the Clintons, are false. We are seated partially on the floor and partially in the first section of bleacher seats. (The floor seating is reserved for elected officials.) Seating is tight, however, and last night the DNC-designated blogger for New York state was kicked out of the seat next to mine in order to make room for a New York delegate, who herself had been kicked out of a seat designated for elected officials. I heard that even Ted Sorenson, JFK's speechwriter, was unable to get a seat in the press box until someone raised a stink.”

Lovely. Thanks Monica.

Only next time, remember,

Ask not what you can do for Gatemouth,

just remember to print his name.