Maureen Dowd Wishes Everyone a Merry Xmas, and Totally Phones It In
On Christmas weekend, what's a Times Op-Ed columnist to do? You can write about poverty, like Paul Krugman, or about the ongoing misery in New Orleans, like Bob Herbert. Or you could go the Maureen Dowd route, and just call up Donald Trump and ask him what he thinks about a whole bunch of shit:
Winding up 2006, I asked the celebrity arbiter of who-can-stay and who-must-go about redemption.
In the case of Hollywood's overexposed and underdressed young ladies of the night, Mr. Trump judiciously notes that in some cases, carousing is good for your career. His rule is, the more talented you are, the less you should mindlessly party. But if mindlessly partying is your talent, go for it.
"Britney," he says, "doesn't carry it off as well as Paris."
There's also some stuff in there about Katie Couric, the Bush twins, and ... sorry, we fell asleep. But you're probably reconsidering your decision not to buy that Times Select membership, aren't you?