Perhaps Kurtz is inflamed because he himself was late to an Iowa campaign event—because the Clinton campaign, those jerks, hadn’t provided accurate directions to it:

Her last major event was a potluck dinner at a cavernous union hall in the town of Brentwood. But only a handful of reporters attended and I arrived late, driving down unlighted streets in a heavy rain as confused Clinton aides kept giving me the wrong directions.

It’s strange, though, that Kurtz would be relying on campaign flacks for directions—since, as he observes:

Much of the chatter among the reporters is about MapQuest and GPS devices and Hertz’s NeverLost technology as they trade tips on how to track their constantly moving quarry.

Hmm. Maybe Kurtz got lost and was late to the campaign event because he wasn’t in on such mapping-device gossip? He never explains. So, like a campaign reporter chasing a candidate’s bus through those dark, windy, goose-and-moose-laden roads of Iowa—I’m lost.

  • 1
  • 2