Hey Mickey! Hey Mickey! You're so fine!
All right, there is some dance/disco song from the seventies, or eighties, I am not sure which, with those above lyrics. I think I am going to create a fictional character-- a recent Ivy League grad who comes to Washington D.C., a ruthless intern (think Ruth Shalit!) who wants to be a journalist, whose hero and role model is Mickey Kaus!
Over time, our anti-hero cum intern, perhaps becomes obsessed with Mickey. Should we make it a sexual obsession? Hmmmm. This is a family blog, after all. Perhaps we shouldn't. And we do not want to lose our readers in Red States, do we? We still have not determined whether our fictional blogger is even gong to be male or female. That would make our Mickey obsessed intern gay. We definitely would alienate our readers in Red States with that.
Of course-- on the other hand, we don't really have our first single unique visitor as of yet. So there is nobody in the red states, let alone any blue states to alienate.
One thing is certain. Our intern walks around Washington D.C. all day singing that song in his head over and over again: Hey Mickey! Hey Mickey! Hey Mickey, your'e so fine!