5 Feet of Fury

And then I wet myself…

Mark Steyn says nice things about me. Now if you’ll excuse me I need to grab the carpet cleaner…

“By the way, Kathy Shaidle has a new e-book out. I’m so square I’m not sure I quite know what that is, but I’ve read it, and it reads like an old-fashioned non-e-book, only better. You should get it. (…)

“Miss Shaidle doesn’t miss the Star’s copyediting, but, if they had any sense, they’d miss her. She’s the nearest Canada has to those Fleet Street gals who get a page all to themselves of a mid-market tabloid like the Mail or the Express or the Standard and use it as a kind of virtuoso highwire act of punditry. She has fans around the world: in the course of last year, I’ve sat in a restaurant on the beach at Malibu and at the Savoy Grill in London and listened to various long-distance admirers regale me with favourite examples of her prose. (…)

“Still, with my own brief moment in Canadian media drawing to a hatemongering close, I’ll mention it to my boss at Maclean’s when we lunch next week. And, while you’re waiting for editors to come to their senses, buy Acoustic Ladyland.”