Did anybody read Maureen Dowd's latest column
all the way to the end?
678 words. I bailed after 312.
Actually, you can get the gist pretty nicely without knowing latin, and get gems like:
friga-domina, hench-femina, Cynthia McCaina Birrabaronessa
Gubernatrix (prope Russia) Palina
She's gone off the deep end. She's jumped the shark. She's not writing a column anymore; she's performing dadaist art or something.
Maureen needs a conjugational visit and perhaps some lipstick on her pig latin.