My mom actually bought me this book for my birthday.
We are no longer on speaking terms.
Bad priorities my friend. One day your mother will be gone, and you will wish with all your heart you could speak with her, and you won’t be able to. If this is all that is between you, resume contact and agree to disagree on this point. Someone like that suet pudding “The Arsonist” is not worth breaking family ties over.
A wise observation; the person's mother probably didn't know anything about the book, just saw it is by Rove and about politics.
I should have mentioned that my last post was a joke. My bad.
Actually, my mother wouldn’t be caught dead buying Tokyo Rove’s book. She’s a leftist Democrat who’d be occupying Wall Street if she were in better health. She spends her days on the Daily Kos and Alternet, I believe.
My mom and I get along great, as long as we don’t discuss politics. We do give each other gag gifts, however. Last Christmas (”yuletide” in my mom’s native tongue) I got a subscription to the International Socialist Review. She got a copy of Jonah Goldberg’s Liberal Fascism from me.
Sorry for any confusion.