Who needs (naughty, somewhat baffling and frankly comical ) Hitachi attachments when you’ve got Steyn spanking Kinsella?

Calls a certain someone “Princess Fluffy Bunny” and so forth.

Break out the Kleenex and cigarettes.

PS: does anyone else get the feeling that Warren Kinsella is weary of being “Warren Kinsella”? I’m not being sarcastic. I find Kinsella exhausting and I’m not even him. I even stopped doing my “Warren Kinsella Automatic Column Generator” jokes, fisking his cliches and so forth. They just stopped being worth it.

But (and I’ve told him this) when he writes about his kids — not politics — his stuff really shines.  I wish he’d reinvent himself as a Canadian Dave Barry or something. Maybe he wishes that too. But thinks it is too late. If true, its a shame.

He’s manufactured a persona that maybe, just maybe, has turned into a Frankenstein’s monster that’s chasing him over the Alps. That’s just my crazy take, though.

(Then again, I figure pretending to be a shrink on the internet is less grievous than someone, say, pretending to be a Nazi…)

PS: PLEASE, I love you all but do not email me (again) to tell me what “Paul Revere really said” about the Red Coats or whatever. It. Is. A. Joke. O. K? Most people’s knowledge of Revolutionary history comes from here, and that’s what matters:

If that didn’t give you goosebumps, we can’t be friends anymore.

UPDATE: Kate, the wee Barney in the foreground was a deft touch…