I'm Frightened Of My New Psychic Powers

Before going to sleep Sunday night I sat down and drafted for Monday morning what I hope will become a regular feature at WMD. The Monday Morning Flak Attack will be a weekly summary highlighting the funniest fabrications, fattest fibs and slimiest spin that politics has to offer.

But when I typed that headline I had no idea how timely and prophetic those words would turn out to be.

Just before midnight Sunday, BlueOregon's brand-new contributor and Jeff Merkley's one-man Slime Factory (pictured at right socializing with Merkley at a beer-drinking [gasp] fundraiser) posted a nice little hit piece on Steve Novick after the fighter with a hard left hook shocked the Democratic political establishment and overwhelmingly won the prized endorsement of the Oregon Education Association.

So it turned out that in fact there was a Monday morning flak attack in the senate primary. But how could I have known when I wrote that headline the night before? (shudder)

But wait! There's more.

Days earlier I sent a version of this e-mail to some people who follow BlueOregon.

Interesting to see that rainsticks man aka Kevin Kamberg (I hope for his sake his middle name isn't Kyle or Kurt) is now an official contributor on BlueOregon's front-page.

I guess we'll have to wait and see if he's going to be BlueOregon's new Merkley attack dog -- since Kari takes so much shit when he tries it. I'd be pretty shocked if that's not the motivation behind this move.

We Didn't have to wait very long.

There are two explanations for this newfound clairvoyance. One is the old "even a broken clock" cliche.

But then ... ... there's the other: